October 10th, 2004

bundled up, walkabout, snow

A call to Envoy for a Buck.05 movie night

This movie deserves to be pirated while it's still in the theatres, and featured in the drunken timeslot at Buck.05 movie night. (Unfortunate victims of the movie will understand the reference.)

I am reminded once again, that I just don't *get* Trey and Matt. At least they didn't manage to completely destroy my childlike enjoyment of puppet sex.

Right, so I've already apologized to Ro about wanting to see this movie, and we're both appalled at Knight for even thinking of wanting the soundtrack. Except for "Montage." Someday I shall have a mix CD that includes "Montage" and "The Song that Plays Under the Credits."

Envoy, you owe Knight big-time. For that matter, *I* owe Knight big-time, as who know what groveling would have been required to make up for imposing Team America on your natal anniversary celebration.

Washed the taste of it out of our mouths with dinner at Rafferty's and a wonderful wonderful new show: Desperate Housewives. Even though these days I feel as if I've escaped *being* one, I feel this series will somehow resonate for me. We lazed about in bed watching TV tonight, and that was lovely.

Earlier in the day, Tigger bowled a turkey in the 10th frame of his 3rd game. Woo hoo!!!

I got two hours of work out of Tigger in his room. We've cleared a corner of it, and most of the dirty-clothes layer, and the trash layer. Flar's car is parked outside the garage, so they may have started work out there while I was out with Ro and Knight.

Tomorrow, church. Then, more cleaning. Tigger's room and the garage. Knitting would be nice. :)

And now, I am for bed, to misquote a former Miss America.
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