ultrakurtzwelle ones) framed, as well as some peacock feather photos I got her for Holiday X last year. I was pretty proud of those: they were pinhole photographs from the same lady was Jenny bought her peacock clutch from for the wedding. I am pretty clever! Anyway, those are going up in her new office. I got the painting that kingtycoon made me framed in a Then over to the gym; Death to Smootchy was on the television, so I did a bunch of cardio. That movie is under rated, I'm telling you! Mister Rogers in a nihilistic funk plotting to kill Barney the Dinosaur? I'm pleased with the cardio heavy day, since it gives me an excuse to go back today. Then from there I ate some feast leftovers, played some more Lego Star Wars. Beat another Episode on "Super Story," but I'm still only at 95.8% complete. Some television-- I told Jenny I don't care about Kings & I don't, neither. So she watched some of that, & she watched Dollhouse, or at least the end of it, since she'd fallen asleep the night before. I've decided after the last episode that I like it; that was a strong example of storytelling & I was pleased with it, & the non-Eliza characters are really claiming a niche; I'm digging it. Dinner was Thai food; Jenny & I are both embarrassed by how good pad thai is.
The evening capped off with me heading over to Williamsburg to see Jocelyn & Brian & Kat at one of their friend's birthday parties. Jenny wasn't feeling up to it (or much of anything) so I was solo. Getting there was a bit of a misadventure; I shouldn't have trusted that stranger's iphone but rather I should have gone with my instincts; I asked & she took me backwards instead of forwards. I still got to Iona in the end! & met up with the folks. The strangers were good looking & smart! I wasn't planning on being there for long, but I did want to invest in establishing a pattern of hanging out with Jocelyn et al. There were card tricks, & bacon flavoured cupcakes, & cake (I had to pull out the knife-- apparently the next birthday must do so, or so I was told, & everyone knows better than to refuse an offer of a knife) & cookies & many other treats. There was also a shady lurking guy; I've been spoiled by assertive ladies, my masculine parade skills are atrophied. Lucky for lazy me, Jocelyn is a spitfire & told that dude to go get lost. I didn't even menace him a little. So I drank my beers & excused myself-- goodbye everyone! We had been sitting out in the garden, which was heated by wood furnaces, so I got home (without much trouble) smelling like a campfire. Slept poorly, waking up fretting about mundane things, & then this morning Jenny & I drank a ton of Crystal Pepsi.
