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[03 Aug 2006|10:09pm] |
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Went over to Joe's house. I was kind of dreading it last night, but after I hauled my sorry butt out of bed it was just a hop, skip and jump down the road. Emma got her new Mustang convertible yesterday - would've been sweet to drive that, but she's uber possessive.
We toured his house, which is in a perpetual state of limbo, and then settled in one of his two in-home theatres to watch Kaze: Ghost Warrior. It was good and kind of sad, but nothing spectacular. Took a walk around the grounds, which are large and full of clearings. Got scared shitless by some frogs. Stupid nature. Picked blackberries, sat by the creek and toured Maggie's new garden. Came home and Joe made us smoothies and a chicken pot-pie for me. Yum.
We watched Steamboy. That was a good movie, although I almost fell asleep all snuggled up on the couch. Afterwards I kicked some mathemetician ass at UpWords. Chatted for a little bit, lounged in Joe's room listening to J-pop and his remixed midis, reading anthro zines and messing with his gadgets.
We left at 6:00 - seven hours after we had arrived. Wowzers.
My hair looked super nice today. I found some sweet product in the back of the cabinet that dries without crunchies and makes nice, ultrasoft curls. I'm having mixed feelings about it growing out, although the consensus seems to be that people like me with longer hair. Plus, it's always easier to cut than it is to grow.
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