Sunday like I said; game cancelled. Sam & Tracey still in post-wedding mode, but I’m sad. Stories to tell. Worlds inside of me. I walk the dog & pick up bagel-contraptions, & Jenny & I spend the day watching a lot of backlogged television. We finish season two of Veronica Mars. Vera Icon! With her camera & all that, so sweet with the word play. The plot tidies up, & that is fine, & a boy kisses a girl. Logan remains the best thing about the program. Then we walk some more. Jenny & me & the mutt promenade in the park. Busy there, with the foliage & such. We decide to dinner on a mess of wings from the new place. & then there are cocktails—Carla made us vodka infused with strawberries, or vice-versa. Wiki-wersa, like was said. Spies! & then some videogames—the lego people have lightsabers, the guitar people have lots of notes: hard! Or medium I guess really. & then we finally decide to dig into Battlestar Galactica again. We built up a backlog, I don’t know how, but it sort of got to be an albatross. Waiting for the “perfect” time to get our teeth into it. Well either we put those thoughts aside or yesterday was perfect, I can’t say. Then we shouted about how people don’t get that Laura Roslin is just George W. Bush. Man I hate her so much. Apollo, strangle her! oh & i capped off the night by watching the end of Bladerunner. The bits with Roy! & Kissing & face.
Sunday like I said; game cancelled. Sam & Tracey still in post-wedding mode, but I’m sad. Stories to tell. Worlds inside of me. I walk the dog & pick up bagel-contraptions, & Jenny & I spend the day watching a lot of backlogged television. We finish season two of Veronica Mars. Vera Icon! With her camera & all that, so sweet with the word play. The plot tidies up, & that is fine, & a boy kisses a girl. Logan remains the best thing about the program. Then we walk some more. Jenny & me & the mutt promenade in the park. Busy there, with the foliage & such. We decide to dinner on a mess of wings from the new place. & then there are cocktails—Carla made us vodka infused with strawberries, or vice-versa. Wiki-wersa, like was said. Spies! & then some videogames—the lego people have lightsabers, the guitar people have lots of notes: hard! Or medium I guess really. & then we finally decide to dig into Battlestar Galactica again. We built up a backlog, I don’t know how, but it sort of got to be an albatross. Waiting for the “perfect” time to get our teeth into it. Well either we put those thoughts aside or yesterday was perfect, I can’t say. Then we shouted about how people don’t get that Laura Roslin is just George W. Bush. Man I hate her so much. Apollo, strangle her! oh & i capped off the night by watching the end of Bladerunner. The bits with Roy! & Kissing & face.
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