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finally trimming the tree tonight, picking out a bad movie to see with a friend (it's a tradition), christmas cookie making party (aka "excuse to drink") on Saturday, Sunday is a day of rest (aka "football!" ...and "clean the apartment!")
Tonight, I'm taking the dog Christmas shopping at a dog boutique and a cute boy is making me dinner (woo woo!). Saturday, my church handbell choir is playing at a senior center, and I'm going to the Mykey Board Eat Club in the PM (any other NYCers going?). Sunday is church, then rest and relaxation.
Having a roomie Xmas party because one's leaving soon for a month-long trip, the other's going away for Xmas, and because I can't afford to fly back to Cali, I'm staying here. All by my lonesome. *sniffles*
Luckily, I get to go to Canada for NYE, so that'll be fun.
Even stupider than that. Actually I've already done something really stupid, I ate a huge plate of leftover sweet italian sausage (DON'T YOU EVEN FUCKING DARE JON) for breakfast. It was from the party last night and while at the moment it seemed like just the thing to bounce back from a night of hard booting, I am now fairly sure that I am gonna power vomit.
So maybe I'll just spend the weekend reading manuscripts about black nascar drivers and watching tv and shit.
Oh, it's my special ladies birthday, so I am taking her out to fancy dinner and spending an asslong of scarole on a fancy spa dealie.
jonmc and Divine_Wino: You guys really just need to kiss already. Get it over with, you'll feel better.
You've clearly not seen our instructional video, Logjammin 2: Visual Saltpeter and the death of eroticism or How two of the gnarliest dudes ever made me want to gouge out my eyes with a grapefruit spoon with a simple kiss.
In the past few days I've had to organize a department meeting for 300 people and provide our VP and VPO with scripts and rewrite an entire report that's due today.
i have to take an exam on saturday from the professor who wrote the book but somehow doesn't seem to understand the material. this class has somehow made me dumber.
Going to a Christmas party. First though, I'm going to a clinic about this pesky laryngitis issue I've got going on. If I'm lucky, this will mean that I get to go to the party high on codeine. If I'm unlucky... going to a party with a sign around my neck saying "O RLY? Yeah, that's nice. I lost my voice."
I'll be teaching all weekend but I am going to be sure to take time out to make a snow man person. A foot of snow overnight last night. Perfect consistency for a rollin' and a throwin'. Yeah!
Going to agropyron's house with lipstickthespian and croctommy (who you don't know coz he's posted to MeFi all of twice and MeCha never) for dinner tonight. Maybe movies with our aunts. Saturday: mailing out MeFi swap CDs, going to work at 10 p.m. All weekend: not having sex.
I'm going to Wiggles in Queens, where pretty ladies will wiggle their naked privates at me. Perhaps I'll splurge (HA!) and have one of them press all up on me under the watchful eye of a scary giant.
I'm going out on a first date with a Croatian guy, then I'm interviewing a bouncer at a gay bar before I hit the holiday drag show. It's "extreme makeover" or something like that where all the dykes do something in girly drag and all the drag queens perform as males. No sex.
I'm going to drag my ass through the rest of the work day, hop on the train home (provide they don't start striking at lunch), buy a tallboy sixer of something cheap & domestic and maybe some cookies. Nuke up a TV dinner, surf a little net, watch a little tube, get down tonight.
I'm going to what will hopefully be the last craft show for awhile (must support lifepartner), getting a haircut, doing the gift exchange thing with one group of friends, hanging out with another, and probably a holiday party in there somewhere.
If it is warm enough I am going to try to get the rest of my flower bulbs planted. I only have a couple hundred left. Woo. I was going to go shopping today but I got up feeling halfway sickish and with a huge cold sore ON THE END OF MY NOSE. WTF? Oh well. First time for everything.
Feel sorry for myself, try to keep the tears out of my vodka, then try to pull myself togather enough to have dinner with some old HS friends Monday.
Just joking.
Do some cleaning, make something to bring to the stupid lab xmas "party," beg off early and get smashed with "the guys," then do some more cleaning Sunday then pull myself togather enough to have dinner with some old HS friends from out of town Monday.
Yay, I don't have to come in to work on Saturday night. I just have to be on call by cell phone and VPN on Sunday during the day. Which is much better.
The mister and I are going to see Narnia on Saturday. I'll be making xmas ornaments for gifts and he's going xmas shopping for me on Sunday.
Sex? Hahahahaha!
Going to the gym. Writing. Rounding up ex-husband (or, rather, his car) in order to get a Christmas tree home. Shopping. Writing. Trying to resist the alluring distractions of the web. Walking my mom's dog out in the woods. Dinner at her house.
I will draw a discreet veil over the presence of sex or lack thereof.
Just drove up & picked up the kid, who is now reading the Anarchist Cookbook (yeah, he got it) & plotting. Weekend plans include tree trimming, craft making, shopping, possibly drinking, knitting, fighting over the computer with said kid and so on.
No sex, of course. There is never any sex. Even my kid said, "So mom, how's that search for the perfect man coming?" And I said, "There is no man." and he said, "Maybe you need to go to Japan or something and you'd meet somebody there. Those Asian guys are probably desperate." and I said, "It's either that or a Russian mail order husband." Jebi ja, I guess.
Flying down to LA to see a friend and attend his company holiday party at the Ritz. Woo hoo! And he's taking me dress shopping (because do I seem like the type of girl who would have an evening gown for a dinner party at the Ritz in LA? Hell no!).
In no particular order: Football, Xmas shopping, drinking (preferably before Xmas shopping), finishing a review I've been procrastionating on, movie w/the missus, dog walking, cat scratching. And sex. With any luck, enough sex to make up for those of you experiencing dry spells.
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