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Sunday 1/22, I didn’t really get out of bed until the afternoon so I spent the majority of the morning laying in bed and playing on my computer. I watched some SatC, did some reading and listened to music. Around 3:00 I got dressed and went to the bank, BB&B and Safeway. I got some kitchen stuff at BB&B and did my shopping for the week at Safeway because it was right there. I went home and watched tv until it was time to go over to Mom’s for dinner. When I got there she informed me that it was running about 45 minutes behind schedule, so I took my Martha Stewart Weddings and sat in the living room and read until Kassie got there. We had dinner and it was really good, roast with mashed potatoes and green beans with brownies for dessert. YUM. Then Kassie and I went online and looked at the time share options. I made it home just in time for Desperate Housewives then read before going to bed.
Saturday 1/21, I woke up around 9:00 and read for a little while in B’s bed (he had had to get up early and go to work at 6:30) then took off to go home. I showered and settled onto my bed and began the process of reorganizing all of my bills / statements from the last 3 years by vendor and then by year. It was huge and I’m still not done, I got burnt out but completed the majority of it. I watched Cold Mountain while I did it and even though I didn’t pay that close attention while I was organizing, sure enough at the end I started crying, like I always do. You’d think that after seeing it 25 times the effect would wear off, but it hasn’t. I kind of napped a little bit and before I knew it it was time to get ready to go to PF Changs to meet with my very good friend Kay-See. Since I got there a little early I went over to Nordstrom and picked up an eye shadow from MAC to replace one that has mysteriously gone missing. After that I went over to PF Changs and checked us in and got our table. Kay-See showed up not too long after and then Sarah showed up as well so we chatted and ate and chatted some more. It was a lot of fun, but I ate way too much. Reminder to self, no matter how good of an idea it seems at the time, never polish off all of your moo-shu pork. Never. Ok, so then we walked over to the Lincoln Square and looked around for a minute and found out that Walk the Line was playing at the Galleria in 30 minutes so we trekked over. While we were walking I felt something with the consistency of a picture in my pocket, and sure enough when I pulled it out it was the picture of B that I had laughed at hysterically the night before. Chrystol must have made another copy put it in my pocket knowing I would come across it at some point. We stopped at Starbucks for me to get a treat and then walked over to the theatre. We initially went into the wrong theater but finally got the right one. It was a very good movie and it was funny because Sarah’s parents were there to see it too so they sat behind us. I think Joaquin Phoenix is so sexy and I would love to see it again just to stare at that scar. Mmmmm, Joaquin. Then we talked about lesbian sex dreams, cause I had had one about Liv Tyler and not knowing what to do with a boob, cause I’ve never, you know, sucked on one. Apparently I’m not the only one having lesbian dreams, and if you’re not having them it means that you really are one. So I guess I’m in the clear. Phew. We walked back to Bellevue Square and took the elevator to our cars. I zipped home and went to sleep. Good times.
Saturday 1/21, I woke up around 9:00 and read for a little while in B’s bed (he had had to get up early and go to work at 6:30) then took off to go home. I showered and settled onto my bed and began the process of reorganizing all of my bills / statements from the last 3 years by vendor and then by year. It was huge and I’m still not done, I got burnt out but completed the majority of it. I watched Cold Mountain while I did it and even though I didn’t pay that close attention while I was organizing, sure enough at the end I started crying, like I always do. You’d think that after seeing it 25 times the effect would wear off, but it hasn’t. I kind of napped a little bit and before I knew it it was time to get ready to go to PF Changs to meet with my very good friend Kay-See. Since I got there a little early I went over to Nordstrom and picked up an eye shadow from MAC to replace one that has mysteriously gone missing. After that I went over to PF Changs and checked us in and got our table. Kay-See showed up not too long after and then Sarah showed up as well so we chatted and ate and chatted some more. It was a lot of fun, but I ate way too much. Reminder to self, no matter how good of an idea it seems at the time, never polish off all of your moo-shu pork. Never. Ok, so then we walked over to the Lincoln Square and looked around for a minute and found out that Walk the Line was playing at the Galleria in 30 minutes so we trekked over. While we were walking I felt something with the consistency of a picture in my pocket, and sure enough when I pulled it out it was the picture of B that I had laughed at hysterically the night before. Chrystol must have made another copy put it in my pocket knowing I would come across it at some point. We stopped at Starbucks for me to get a treat and then walked over to the theatre. We initially went into the wrong theater but finally got the right one. It was a very good movie and it was funny because Sarah’s parents were there to see it too so they sat behind us. I think Joaquin Phoenix is so sexy and I would love to see it again just to stare at that scar. Mmmmm, Joaquin. Then we talked about lesbian sex dreams, cause I had had one about Liv Tyler and not knowing what to do with a boob, cause I’ve never, you know, sucked on one. Apparently I’m not the only one having lesbian dreams, and if you’re not having them it means that you really are one. So I guess I’m in the clear. Phew. We walked back to Bellevue Square and took the elevator to our cars. I zipped home and went to sleep. Good times.
posted by Karrah at 2:10 PM
2 Comments:
I'm so not a lesbian! I had sex with Pat Solano in a dressing room in HEAVEN, that alone sealed my heterosexuality.
Ok ok, yes I agree, you're not a lesbian. I forgot about that dream...yikes!
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