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Woke up this morning to my best friend's voice chirping about sunlight.

Here's what happens every time. Judy calls me up, so we can plan to meet. We end up jabbering on the phone for 45 minutes before realizing that hey, we could actually just do this IN PERSON. Then we laugh at that realization. Then jabber for ANOTHER 20 minutes. In 25 years of friendship, we have never, ever hit an awkward pause in conversation.

It's fabulous.

So it was decreed that I would drive over, pick her up and we would run some errands in Capitol Hill. We went to Tickets Tickets (where they offer half price ..you guessed it... tickets for day of event). There's some experimental play Judy is going to. I'm invited if I'm going to be in town tomorrow. The jury is still out on that.

Next we lunched at The Deluxe because I wanted to try their salads, having had one of their sandwiches on Tuesday. (Grilled Chicken Cobb was excellent). Then to Bartell's. I'd woken with a weird headache, well it'd started the night before. I think it's the hot weather, personally. I never do very well with heat. Anyhow, I wanted some ibuprofen. We spent an hour at Bartell's looking at products and laughing like teenagers in the aisle. I'm proud to say that I am so ridiculous a creature, that Judy, laughing so uncontrollably hard, had to actually squat down in front of the hair clip section to contain herself. She alleges that I made a puppy dog whimper sound. See, there were these tiny hair clippies and I was pointing them out to Judy. And we had this weird segue way to discuss how Ellie has some super tiny hair clippies and Judy showed me one that was actually on her key chain. Then I looked back for the ones I was showing her, and THEY WERE GONE. (Which is when I made the puppy dog whimper). I couldn't figure out if I was insane or if someone had come up while we were having a seizure and took them. It was very perplexing. And she couldn't stop laughing at me!

Of course earlier, Judy had me laughing so hard I started snorting and wheezing uncontrollably. We were buying some Oil of Olay SPF 30 moisturizer (for that nongreasy light coverage!) and she stopped up short in front of the next section with an utterly disgusted look on her face. "What? What!?" I asked. She was horrified at the use of the word serum. Which apparently has the nastiest connotation in her mind. Her look of disgust and repetition of the word serum was so funny, I laughed until I couldn't breathe and thought I was going to throw up. I had to actually RUN AWAY to a few aisles down to escape the tyranny of her humor.

I love that we can still make each other laugh until we cry. In high school, we'd drive around cackling and start laughing so hard at the sound of our own laughter that I'd have to pull over the car because I was insensible and couldn't drive anymore.

So that was a fucking lot of fun considering all we did was have lunch and drive around.

OH OH OH AND THE NEW SIP IS OUT! So went to get that, buy some bathing suit thingie for Judy so we can finally fucking start swimming at the Ballard pool and looked at the $200 eye cream that Stace recommended and left Sephora with free applicators that I gleefully stole from the tester area.

And now I get to go have dinner with [livejournal.com profile] devinluvsrussia who I haven't seen in AGES! Whoop! Good day!

Date: 2004-06-18 04:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devinshire.livejournal.com
The word "serum" is really funny! It's not quite "semen" but it hints at it, AND it sounds like "smear". That's reason enough to laugh one's ass off at the sound of the word.

$200 eye cream? I like to take care of my face, but WTF?!?

I had so much fun with you tonight! :)

Date: 2004-06-18 04:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] verbicide.livejournal.com
It was SO great catching up with you!!

And dude. She wouldn't stop saying 'serum' and then we started using it as a replacement in our topic of conversation for semen, which is also the funniest word in the world. And also discussing blood serum. We couldn't stop laughing. The lady at the checkout counter was very indulgently amused by our antics. For yes, we could be heard all over the store.

And the entire product line for this guy Philip Michael Roth or something was ludicrous. I felt pretty spendy with my $15 Oil of Olay stuff!

Ah, I hope we never outgrow our 4th grade sense of humor.

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