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I should really be studying for that art history exam I've got in 2 hours, but instead I thought I should post something about my weekend, since I didn't feel like doing computery things yesterday.

So on Saturday night I finally met Helen, who is sort of a coworker, because she does work for the same company as I do, but at a different location. We were gonna go to Liquid, but I was tired and didn't really feel up for a big place with a line, so we went to Kismet instead. Helen has way better taste in clubs than Fiona did. With Fiona we usually ended up at a trance joint, and I'm not a huge fan of trance. It makes me sleepy. I was reminded that I dunno if standing around drinking and smoking and occasionally dancing while your collarbone threatens to vibrate itself out of your body is really my sort of thing, but it's enough fun to be worth doing every once in awhile.

And Helen is good company. I mean, there's not much opportunity for conversation while you're at a club, but we talked while we drove back to her house, and when I agreed to stay overnight (well, it was raining, and I was still a little drunk and very tired), she got all excited, saying that no one ever stays to talk, they all want to go home right away. So she loaned me some PJs, pulled some tortillas and beef and homemade guacamole and pico de gallo (well, she's Costa Rican, and her family'd had a barbecue earlier that day) out of the fridge, and we sat around talking and eating for a couple hours before we went to bed around 5am.

Then we were awakened at about 7:30 by her dog (a rottweiler/chow chow mix puppy) barking. So we got up, made coffee, talked some more, watched tv... Then about 11 her sister came over with her husband and toddler, and a friend of Helen's came over too, to eat lunch. Helen made spaghetti, but instead of Italian-style tomato sauce or whatever, she put pico de gallo in the pasta! It was really good. And then I came home about 1pm, and nearly blinded myself because I didn't have any sunglasses with me and I always wear sunglasses when it's daylight so I'm not used to unadulterated midday sunlight.

So, yeah, I had fun. Now I need a week or two to recover.
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raditzsex From: raditzsex Date: Monday 26th April 2004 06.23 (UTC) (Link)
That's cool that you got along. It would have sucked if like, you hated her or something. Sounds way awesome :)
valamelmeo From: valamelmeo Date: Monday 26th April 2004 06.59 (UTC) (Link)
My mom's a decent judge of people. Like, she knows you're a bad influence, and I didn't even tell her about that time you told me not to eat. ^_~
makaioh From: makaioh Date: Monday 26th April 2004 07.28 (UTC) (Link)
Oii! I'm not a bad influence! I'm a great influence!
OK, except for how I encourage smoking.
Oh, yeah, and how I encourage coffee-drinking late in the night.
And those times when I suggest skipping class to watch anime.
I suppose dirty comics aren't exactly a positive influence, either.
And just because *I* choose to live in a fantasy world doesn't mean everyone else has to...

Er... ehehehehe ^_^;;

-Val
Hated by moms since 1983 ;)
valamelmeo From: valamelmeo Date: Monday 26th April 2004 09.56 (UTC) (Link)
To be fair, I got into dirty comics and skipping class to watch anime before I even knew you.
raditzsex From: raditzsex Date: Monday 26th April 2004 10.12 (UTC) (Link)
Rock on!
Wait... I mean...
FOR SHAME. (See what a good influence I am?)

(And it's true - moms always hate me. I guess I smell like trouble.)
From: lobotomymonkey Date: Monday 26th April 2004 07.19 (UTC) (Link)
I'm not a huge fan of trance. It makes me sleepy.

Isn't that, um, the definition of a "trance"?
valamelmeo From: valamelmeo Date: Monday 26th April 2004 10.00 (UTC) (Link)
Well, yeah, but falling asleep isn't an activity I want to pay a cover charge for the privilege of doing. Besides, where are you gonna sleep in a club and not get trampled?
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