Let's see... Sushi with SGCT'ers was both terrible amounts of fun and an incredible drain on the wallet! Much like shopping while you're hungry, ordering delicious fusion rolls while buzzed on sake and beer whilst spinning Louis Armstrong and Sly & The Family Stone may cause a famished fellow to get happily carried away. Rudy's with the ever-greyed AmazonRed13 and her boyfriend afterwards, or technically during. While the rest of the troop were ordering dessert, I hiked the three blcoks to the bar to make sure that AR13 hadn't left after our dinner service running behind by 45 min+. We were kept hollering over the sounds of live music and the Simpsons pinball machine that handed my ass to me everytime I found an extra 50 cents.
Tonight AlienPrincess hosted her mom over for dinner... Good company, good wine brought over and I cooked so, good food. I feel happy AP's family lives nearby enough to be somewhat of a traffic'd fixture in the apartment. It also reminds how my own mom has yet to come over, for tea at the very least. I've lived here for more than a year now and I feel bad at my poor etiquette. Maybe next week!
Aside from posting here, I've amused myself in drunken dishwashing and listening to tunes passed along by ElmCityDrunk & SmokingBuddha. I also realized how much more 'Til Tuesday I should own to compliment the rest of my limited Aimee Mann collection. Perhaps I'll just leave you with the song to bring about the Newcastle-inspired musical moment of clarity...
Coming Up Close
One night in Iowa, he and I in a borrowed car
went driving in the summer, promises at every star
out in the distance I could hear some people laughing
I felt my heart beat back a weekends' worth of sadness
There was a farm house that had long since been deserted
we stopped and carved our thoughts into the wooden surface
we thought just for an instant we could see the future
we thought for once we knew what really was important
Coming up close
everything sounds like welcome home
Come home
and oh, by the way
don't you know that I could make
a dream that's barely half the way come true
I wanted to say --
but anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew
We got back in the car and listened to a Dylan tape
We drove around the fields until it started getting late
I went back to my hotel room on the highway
And he just got back in his car and drove away
Tonight AlienPrincess hosted her mom over for dinner... Good company, good wine brought over and I cooked so, good food. I feel happy AP's family lives nearby enough to be somewhat of a traffic'd fixture in the apartment. It also reminds how my own mom has yet to come over, for tea at the very least. I've lived here for more than a year now and I feel bad at my poor etiquette. Maybe next week!
Aside from posting here, I've amused myself in drunken dishwashing and listening to tunes passed along by ElmCityDrunk & SmokingBuddha. I also realized how much more 'Til Tuesday I should own to compliment the rest of my limited Aimee Mann collection. Perhaps I'll just leave you with the song to bring about the Newcastle-inspired musical moment of clarity...
Coming Up Close
One night in Iowa, he and I in a borrowed car
went driving in the summer, promises at every star
out in the distance I could hear some people laughing
I felt my heart beat back a weekends' worth of sadness
There was a farm house that had long since been deserted
we stopped and carved our thoughts into the wooden surface
we thought just for an instant we could see the future
we thought for once we knew what really was important
Coming up close
everything sounds like welcome home
Come home
and oh, by the way
don't you know that I could make
a dream that's barely half the way come true
I wanted to say --
but anything I could have said
I felt somehow that you already knew
We got back in the car and listened to a Dylan tape
We drove around the fields until it started getting late
I went back to my hotel room on the highway
And he just got back in his car and drove away
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have a good time tho!