This makes me want to go back to that fucked up city even less, and makes me feel even worse that pedxing is back there. I work a few blocks from there; I was christmas shopping right there a few weeks ago. Those motherfucking soulless wanna-be gangster scum killed a little girl in front of her family. When they get caught, they should be shot by firing

Sometimes it sucks being the nice one.

*end grumble*

In other, better news, pedxing gets into town tomorrow night, around 10:30. Barring any road closures or bus hijackings (by him), this means two things ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning on a couch, wearing songofparadise's pants and seileurt's shirt, with beer on my dancing shoes. ( Going out so much is weird. )

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I'm glad I did decide to go out tonight. This week at home has been wonderfully fun in some ways, and uncomfortably tough in others. Going out with funkypeaches and Scott made me happy after a sucky day, mostly because I like laughing myself blue. ( An unusual amount about bars - for me )

( It's looking to be a productive sort of day... )

When I no longer enjoy sliding at Balsam Pits, I'll know it's time to pack it in. Aside from the fact that you couldn't see a damn thing as the wind was coming directly at you as you went down, whipping blowing snow into every available facial orifice, it was good cold fun. I stuck with the crazy carpet of black death, but an unsuccessful attempt ( Read more... )

seileurt has instigated...

Balsam Pits, 10pm or shortly thereafter.

You are hereby told.

After a busy day of packing and shopping, not enough food in the belly, making the most of my last day for a while with pedxing, a missing camping knife that made a really poorly timed reappearance (aka my laptop bag at airport security), a delayed flight, and missing a movie night - I am home ( Read more... )

Santa Claus I'm coming to town... Sunday night to be exact.

I'm really looking forward to being back home, a whole lot ( Read more... )