Happy 2005!
Jan. 1st, 2005 09:16 pmLast night was a fucking blast. Sarah came over with ice and some goodies and we settled into a 12-hour LotR marathon.
It was fabulous.
It seemed to be getting late, and I was tired. I looked up at the clock. Yeah, it was 10:30pm. Heh. But we pushed through. We had caffeine and played Munchkin (Sarah kicked my ass) and ate ourselves into a coma. We had crab dip and veggie dip and 7-layer dip and baby quiches and mini corndogs and some excellent aged sharp cheddar and apples and triscuits and Carr's water crackers and some lovely Merlot. We also blended up pina coladas and mudslides. I was drunk by 9, I think.
Randomly, my kitchen sink stopped up. So that was repulsive, but since I couldn't do anything about it, I blissfully ignored it. Need to buy draino and if that doesn't work need to call my landlady.
Around midnight, in the midst of LotR:TT:EE we heard fireworks and realized, oh, it's um time. We watched the fireworks show, which I have a pretty decent view of from my living room window, wished each other a happy new year and settled back into the movies. I think we slept through most of RotK but we made it through. It was glorious. Sarah commented that I can sleep on a dime. Basically I would chat with her, and then two seconds later I would be snoring again.
Sarah went home around 5:30am because we both intended to sleep most of today. Hee.
I got up around 10 when the phone calls started coming in. Realized that as much as I love my family, I wasn't able to complete coherent sentences, so I turned off the phone and went back to sleep until noon. Got up and started returning calls and catching up with people. Hunger finally drove me out of bed around two and I settled happily into the couch. Watched cheesy movies and ate leftover cold corndogs. It was lovely.
Spent the day chatting with Sarah and Stace. And did NOTHING. Nothing at ALL. It was wonderful and slothful and since I tucked all the dishes into the dishwasher last night, there wasn't even a mess to clean up. Whee!
And it cracks me up that I own two copies of When Harry Met Sally (VHS and DVD) and still find myself hypnotically sucked into it when it shows up on tv--tv! With the crappy censoring of swear words and ads. I could crawl 4 feet from the couch and put in the dvd, but no. Just idly watched that and some Law and Order.
I really want a smoothie. I have a shiny new blender and I really want to make one, but I have no fruit. And I haven't the slightest urge to leave the house and buy some. So it'll have to wait until tomorrow.
It was fabulous.
It seemed to be getting late, and I was tired. I looked up at the clock. Yeah, it was 10:30pm. Heh. But we pushed through. We had caffeine and played Munchkin (Sarah kicked my ass) and ate ourselves into a coma. We had crab dip and veggie dip and 7-layer dip and baby quiches and mini corndogs and some excellent aged sharp cheddar and apples and triscuits and Carr's water crackers and some lovely Merlot. We also blended up pina coladas and mudslides. I was drunk by 9, I think.
Randomly, my kitchen sink stopped up. So that was repulsive, but since I couldn't do anything about it, I blissfully ignored it. Need to buy draino and if that doesn't work need to call my landlady.
Around midnight, in the midst of LotR:TT:EE we heard fireworks and realized, oh, it's um time. We watched the fireworks show, which I have a pretty decent view of from my living room window, wished each other a happy new year and settled back into the movies. I think we slept through most of RotK but we made it through. It was glorious. Sarah commented that I can sleep on a dime. Basically I would chat with her, and then two seconds later I would be snoring again.
Sarah went home around 5:30am because we both intended to sleep most of today. Hee.
I got up around 10 when the phone calls started coming in. Realized that as much as I love my family, I wasn't able to complete coherent sentences, so I turned off the phone and went back to sleep until noon. Got up and started returning calls and catching up with people. Hunger finally drove me out of bed around two and I settled happily into the couch. Watched cheesy movies and ate leftover cold corndogs. It was lovely.
Spent the day chatting with Sarah and Stace. And did NOTHING. Nothing at ALL. It was wonderful and slothful and since I tucked all the dishes into the dishwasher last night, there wasn't even a mess to clean up. Whee!
And it cracks me up that I own two copies of When Harry Met Sally (VHS and DVD) and still find myself hypnotically sucked into it when it shows up on tv--tv! With the crappy censoring of swear words and ads. I could crawl 4 feet from the couch and put in the dvd, but no. Just idly watched that and some Law and Order.
I really want a smoothie. I have a shiny new blender and I really want to make one, but I have no fruit. And I haven't the slightest urge to leave the house and buy some. So it'll have to wait until tomorrow.
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