So I had a new long journal entry all typed out. I hit "Submit". This shitty dial-up connection died. I lost the journal entry. Fuckers.
I'm not re-writing it. Short version: Tony's bday was yesterday. He stayed home from work, we got breakfast, did nothing, went to fire class. Fire class fucking rocked, I'm actually making progress. Yay. We came home, he opened presents (I think he was pleased), and we went into the bedroom. We stayed there the rest of the evening...
I can't wait for this weekend's party in PDX. All of you fuckers better be there. You know who you are. I can't wait to meet so many more great west coast people, not to mention meeting some SGs I've been admiring for ages.
OK, that's it.
I'm not re-writing it. Short version: Tony's bday was yesterday. He stayed home from work, we got breakfast, did nothing, went to fire class. Fire class fucking rocked, I'm actually making progress. Yay. We came home, he opened presents (I think he was pleased), and we went into the bedroom. We stayed there the rest of the evening...
I can't wait for this weekend's party in PDX. All of you fuckers better be there. You know who you are. I can't wait to meet so many more great west coast people, not to mention meeting some SGs I've been admiring for ages.
OK, that's it.
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if not for you, I might still be hiding in the corner
and damn if yer pool skills aint showing some freakin' improvement!
see all the things you learn here in Seattle?
*hugs!*
v
ps. we'll hang out again sometime...maybe it'll be my aprtment warming party?
even if you turn out to be a complete shark!