can't fight the moonlight
Apr. 28th, 2005 12:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideSo Judy, knowing I'm prone to run home after work, sent the perk-o-gram knowing I'd feel guilty and thus not cancel. She's wily, that one. So I stayed late at work, and then drove to her place. It was glorious catching up. We talkedtalkedtalked forever, walked to Jitterbug for dinner, and then lingered forever until I'm sure the wait staff wanted to kill us. Then walked back and I drove home. I think I just agreed to go out with her and Ellie tomorrow night, too. Argh. I need to be ten years younger. It's not my fault though. If you knew Judy/Ellie, you'd see that they are completely irresistible.
Also? It's always so worth it. I can sleep when I'm 40. Or dead. Whichever comes first.
Also, I'm having lunch tomorrow with Judy and Monica--our old high school friend who is now a genius math professor. I see Monica once every 5 years and she never changes, and it's always like we just hung out last week. She's the most down-to-earth, wacky, unpretentious person alive. I can't wait to see her and catch up on the past several years. Last time was dinner in Berkeley about 4 years ago. I can't wait to see her. Then off to my weights class and then more fun with Judy/Ellie. Which, omg, I so need some sleep. When am I going to sleep?? The answer: Apparently NEVER AGAIN.
Saturday morning. I have no commitments Saturday morning. I can sleep until the fucking concert if I want to. And I think I just might do that.
First best friend: Judy
First job: data entry
First screen name: cat
First self purchased album: Men At Work, baybee!
First crush: Adrian
First funeral: paternal grandmother
First piercing: ears
First credit card: Citibank Visa
First true love: Keith
First enemy: Rachel Frankel! Bitch!
First big trip: Pakistan, when I was 12. First big trip I liked: Europe 1989--nine countries, 6 weeks.
First play/musical/performance: some horror in 4th grade that involved a lasso and cowboy hat.
Last cigarette: fuckity. I'd like one now. but it's been months.
Last car ride: home from Judy's place
Last bus ride: Back in January
Last good cry: couple of weeks
Last library book: erm. don't remember
Last movie that you saw: Closer. Gah!
Last beverage drank: diet pepsi
Last food consumed: vanilla sundae with chocolate/caramel and pecans. mmmmm.
Last Crush: AK47!
Last phone call: cousin K
Last tv show watched: Gilmore Girls! <3
Last time showered: this morning
Last shoes worn: black loafer-y thingies
Last annoyance: sleep deprivation and my insistence at suffering from it
Last disappointment: Most of last year.
Last ice cream eaten: sundae with Judy!
Last shirt worn: Michigan tee
Last website visited: LJ
Last Person talked to/chatted with: Judy!
Also? It's always so worth it. I can sleep when I'm 40. Or dead. Whichever comes first.
Also, I'm having lunch tomorrow with Judy and Monica--our old high school friend who is now a genius math professor. I see Monica once every 5 years and she never changes, and it's always like we just hung out last week. She's the most down-to-earth, wacky, unpretentious person alive. I can't wait to see her and catch up on the past several years. Last time was dinner in Berkeley about 4 years ago. I can't wait to see her. Then off to my weights class and then more fun with Judy/Ellie. Which, omg, I so need some sleep. When am I going to sleep?? The answer: Apparently NEVER AGAIN.
Saturday morning. I have no commitments Saturday morning. I can sleep until the fucking concert if I want to. And I think I just might do that.
First best friend: Judy
First job: data entry
First screen name: cat
First self purchased album: Men At Work, baybee!
First crush: Adrian
First funeral: paternal grandmother
First piercing: ears
First credit card: Citibank Visa
First true love: Keith
First enemy: Rachel Frankel! Bitch!
First big trip: Pakistan, when I was 12. First big trip I liked: Europe 1989--nine countries, 6 weeks.
First play/musical/performance: some horror in 4th grade that involved a lasso and cowboy hat.
Last cigarette: fuckity. I'd like one now. but it's been months.
Last car ride: home from Judy's place
Last bus ride: Back in January
Last good cry: couple of weeks
Last library book: erm. don't remember
Last movie that you saw: Closer. Gah!
Last beverage drank: diet pepsi
Last food consumed: vanilla sundae with chocolate/caramel and pecans. mmmmm.
Last Crush: AK47!
Last phone call: cousin K
Last tv show watched: Gilmore Girls! <3
Last time showered: this morning
Last shoes worn: black loafer-y thingies
Last annoyance: sleep deprivation and my insistence at suffering from it
Last disappointment: Most of last year.
Last ice cream eaten: sundae with Judy!
Last shirt worn: Michigan tee
Last website visited: LJ
Last Person talked to/chatted with: Judy!
