Farting will always be hilarious

[twicketface]

I had a most productive evening. Canceled tennis plans with Eric because I spent the entire day blowing my nose and didn't want to cover the courts with snot. I thought it was a cold at first, but I took an allergy pill and things dried up nicely.

Marie knows how crappy crabby I can be when I'm sick, so she took me out to dinner. We went to Buffalo Wild Wings, which is a few blocks from our house. The whole experience was entirely mediocre. My 'buffalito' was okay and Marie liked her veggie burger, but the atmosphere just screamed middle-aged secretary hangout. Thanks anyway.

Got groceries, went to the library, turned my old computer in at Office Depot (sans hard drive and 128MB RAM chip) to be recycled and also snagged some blank DVDs and double-capacity CD cases (for The Project). Got home for some Diablo II and Monday Night Football before heading to bed to read the first 50 or so pages of Fight Club.

For a day that had me going through two boxes of Kleenex, it ended well.

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[vivisectasch.livejournal.com]

A long long time ago, I headed to bed to read the first fifty or so pages of Fight Club.

And, heavens, before I knew it it was four AM and I'd read the whole thing.

[twicketface.livejournal.com]

It was a struggle to stop when I did, and I still overslept.