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I'm a right bastard, I am
Oct. 28th, 2003 10:40 amSo, I'm noticing that in all these Trick-or-Treat quizzy things my friends are posting that I am stealing their candy.
Go me! Why do the work to get the candy, when you can beat up someone else and take theirs?
Last night we had Dan & Amy (and Izzi, their new baby) over for dinner. And we ate chicken stir fry, and drank wine, and had apple pie and vanilla ice cream. And we watched Invader Zim and bits of the Animatrix. And we generally had a good time.
Today, I have a chiro appointment. And then I'm meeting up with Cheris to get my custom-made necklace. Oho, I am excited! And I might be having lunch with Tall Paul today, which would be nice.
And life ticks along.
Go me! Why do the work to get the candy, when you can beat up someone else and take theirs?
Last night we had Dan & Amy (and Izzi, their new baby) over for dinner. And we ate chicken stir fry, and drank wine, and had apple pie and vanilla ice cream. And we watched Invader Zim and bits of the Animatrix. And we generally had a good time.
Today, I have a chiro appointment. And then I'm meeting up with Cheris to get my custom-made necklace. Oho, I am excited! And I might be having lunch with Tall Paul today, which would be nice.
And life ticks along.
