With a brief digression...
Aug. 22nd, 2005 11:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
puddlesofunA brief recap of my weekend, because I feel like posting something:
On Friday night, I went to a party at Tull's place, which by now isn't his place, but still sort of is as he lives in a room next door. I drank a lot and talked to numerous people I didn't know, who were mostly very nice, although the condition of interacting with a bunch of folks I may never see again has been known to leave me a mite melancholic after the boozamahol wears off. Later, Boots and Georgia turned up, bearing a large stick. Which was nice. Then various people who had been at the NiN concert also arrived. And I danced like a fool, mainly in the company of Owen and Alanta. And I started a round of clapping games. Drunken clapping games. Well, I was drunk.
I got home at five, which I was surprised at as I hadn't been watching the time. I was tempted to stay up the extra hour, so I could make it a round 24, but given I had stuff on that morning, this seemed like a poor plan.
Day the next I went to meet Chris in town (I was late) to go and look at guitars, amps, etc. My current amp is just a smidgeon underpowered, and my current guitar is just a smidgeon crap. Tried out a bunch of stuff, but the amp I really wanted to look at they were out of stock. Guitar wise, some sort of Les Paul thingamajig is looking appealing, but I haven't made any decisions yet.
While I was in town I bumped into both Gareth and Josh.
Bumping into Gareth in a roundabout way made me think of loyalty (because of some post he'd made) which made me think of the story that dog people tell to show they're better than cat people, about what either animal would do if their master died and they were left alone in the house with no food:
DOG: Oh noes! The master has passed away, and we shall surely die of starvation, locked up in this house as we are.
CAT: *shrugs* We could just eat him.
DOG: Don't ever do that!
CAT: What?
DOG: Shrug. Cats can't shrug.
CAT: What, like this? *shrugs*
DOG: Eeeeww, it's like you're deforming your bones or something.
CAT: Aha. So are we going to chow down or what?
DOG: Oh, sure. I hear they're just machines made of meat anyhow.
Or something like that.
I was going to go numerous places on Saturday night, but stayed home instead. Sorry Kim. Sorry Gordie. Sorry![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tabithina.
On Sunday I piked out on the whole basketball thing (sorrytull!) and went to Nu's place to watch Firefly with Nu, Jean, and Claire (none of these people have LJs! None! Well, Nu does, and very cleverly named it is, but she hasn't looked at it in years). Everyone loved it, because everyone always does. Jean talked a lot about monkeys. They live in her head. I bumped into Tull, because bumping into people is a theme for this weekend.
On the way home I bumped intotalecrafter and andrewaskew, and then I had a yummy vegieburger.
The end.
On Friday night, I went to a party at Tull's place, which by now isn't his place, but still sort of is as he lives in a room next door. I drank a lot and talked to numerous people I didn't know, who were mostly very nice, although the condition of interacting with a bunch of folks I may never see again has been known to leave me a mite melancholic after the boozamahol wears off. Later, Boots and Georgia turned up, bearing a large stick. Which was nice. Then various people who had been at the NiN concert also arrived. And I danced like a fool, mainly in the company of Owen and Alanta. And I started a round of clapping games. Drunken clapping games. Well, I was drunk.
I got home at five, which I was surprised at as I hadn't been watching the time. I was tempted to stay up the extra hour, so I could make it a round 24, but given I had stuff on that morning, this seemed like a poor plan.
Day the next I went to meet Chris in town (I was late) to go and look at guitars, amps, etc. My current amp is just a smidgeon underpowered, and my current guitar is just a smidgeon crap. Tried out a bunch of stuff, but the amp I really wanted to look at they were out of stock. Guitar wise, some sort of Les Paul thingamajig is looking appealing, but I haven't made any decisions yet.
While I was in town I bumped into both Gareth and Josh.
Bumping into Gareth in a roundabout way made me think of loyalty (because of some post he'd made) which made me think of the story that dog people tell to show they're better than cat people, about what either animal would do if their master died and they were left alone in the house with no food:
DOG: Oh noes! The master has passed away, and we shall surely die of starvation, locked up in this house as we are.
CAT: *shrugs* We could just eat him.
DOG: Don't ever do that!
CAT: What?
DOG: Shrug. Cats can't shrug.
CAT: What, like this? *shrugs*
DOG: Eeeeww, it's like you're deforming your bones or something.
CAT: Aha. So are we going to chow down or what?
DOG: Oh, sure. I hear they're just machines made of meat anyhow.
Or something like that.
I was going to go numerous places on Saturday night, but stayed home instead. Sorry Kim. Sorry Gordie. Sorry
tabithina.On Sunday I piked out on the whole basketball thing (sorry
tull!) and went to Nu's place to watch Firefly with Nu, Jean, and Claire (none of these people have LJs! None! Well, Nu does, and very cleverly named it is, but she hasn't looked at it in years). Everyone loved it, because everyone always does. Jean talked a lot about monkeys. They live in her head. I bumped into Tull, because bumping into people is a theme for this weekend.On the way home I bumped into
talecrafter and andrewaskew, and then I had a yummy vegieburger. The end.
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Date: 2005-08-23 12:16 pm (UTC)Ahh, it was firefly, who can compete with that :)
so, i don't actually know your email address...
Date: 2005-08-26 01:07 am (UTC)please tell me you are still coming on saturday?
i will buy more strawberries1 and we still have masses of pop corn.
1or other some other kind of sweet thing, maybe protein bars? ::g::
Nou uses LJ shock!
Date: 2005-08-26 02:46 pm (UTC)