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Friday, Dec. 20, 2002free lunches always taste better than those you pay for yourself
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Continuing with the theme of yesterday's entry...man, is it gorgeous outside! It started raining at about 10:00 last night (while I was bringing my last load of laundry up from the dryer, I might add). The rain had stopped by the time I awoke this morning. Convenient, what? The rain left the sky so clear and lovely. There are still a few clouds and they're threatening us with the occassional small shower today, but so far everything is just mucho lovely. Oh and what a bichin' moon* out last night! I brought in my little gifties for the work crew today. That's always fun. Plus, we're having a little catered luncheon. Presently, some mighty-fine looking young men are walking around the building with plates of smoked salmon, turkey-wrapped asparagus and caviar. Plus, I just had the sweetest damn Latte ever. Something tells me we won't be getting much work done today... So no punk bar last night. Amy never called me, so I assume she was still in the midst of a hair-color dilemma. I'm supposed to see her on Sunday, though, so I'll see her hair then. And tomorrow I get mine chopped off. Actually, it will be cut to about collar-length (so about six inches will be chopped - eek!). I'm nervous about it, but I'm sure I'll be happy once it's over. After my hair appt. I am going to an early dinner/late lunch with Barbi and our friend, Cathy. We'll be exchanging our gifts and will most likely end up in some bar playing darts. However, John Doe and Peter Case are playing in my neck of the woods, so I may end up going to that gig. And now I shall go eat lunch... *Hey...You know what I discovered this month? I always start my period on the full moon. Actually, John discovered it. He knew I was going to start and pointed out the whole phases-of-the-moon tie in. What kind of wacky witch am I? |