|one day we woke up & 80% of the world's population was gone.
||[Mar. 21st, 2004|09:48 am]
|||||susan b. anthony.||]|
|||||cmk feat george washington carver- the peanut gallery||]|
lance corporal antonio has arrived on the scene, fresh from his battles in north africa. yet the courtly life of victorian new york chafe him not! for i did see him mingle, when we & miss jenny were sluming in the villiage. avaunting along to a saloon to celebrate the birthdays of some of miss kira's (& subsequenly miss jenny's) friends. drinks were had at rififi's, while they showed episodes of "the avengers" on the wall. i was the epitome of decorum. the music hailed from olden times, but there was much dancing, & even a little dancing by yours truely. also, there was an opportunity to hang out with courtney love, but consider her snubed! snub you, kurt-killer! instead we came home, where lance corporal antonio & i (a private citizen of some small report) watched school of rock & dranka wine until the sandman called.