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Argh I just drafted a really long post and then my browser self-destructed, so now I have to do it all over again. ARGH!
For starters, I’m going to stop complaining about lack of sleep. Who needs sleep anyway?! According to my dad, nobody in Japan sleeps and look how successful they turned out.
We introduced Gumpy to general tso’s chicken on friday. She liked it. She was amazed. We were amazed.
Friday night I had a girls night in with my girls, watched DVDs and snacked on yummy treats. I stuffed my face with a salami (hahaha). No really though - salted meats, goooood. I’m like George Costanza yo. Minus the shrinkage problem. I was pretty tired though and definitely dozed off a couple of times.. I woke up with a start mid-movie, with a distinct feeling that I was drooling out of the side of my mouth.. I wasn’t, but the shock of it had me wide wide awake, I may as well have punched myself in the head for all the sublety of my snorting start. In response to the chorus of “what’s wrong”s…….. my response - “a bug bit me!” (subtext: AM I DROOLING?!?!) Ah, the lies! Oh don’t judge, it’s happenned to you before too.
Saturday evening went out to Lauriol Plaza for Harry’s birthday dinner, totally yum and fun. Cuban pork with plantains, mmmm. Here is a money shot of the birthday boy being serenaded by friends and waitstaff at FULL VOLUME.
Tell a group of asians to sing and there’s only one setting: loud. Happy birthday hairbear! After dinner, the gang went drinking and I went home to catch a catnap, so that we could HOOKAH all night long baby. Hell yeah. Went to sleep roughly when the sun was just starting to light the sky. Zzz…
I have my doggy with me for a few days while my parents galavant around the countryside. She’s adorable, but the biggest little chickenshit ever. My roommate always calls out SOPHIE!!!!!!!!! when she sees her, which sends poor Soph running for her life with her ears back and eyes wide with terror. I found her the first night flat on her stomach, hiding underneath the coffee table. Ah, she is warming up to it though. Or I hope so at least - having friends over tonight to watch the season finale of American Idol and House, and I don’t need to be busting out the doggy difibrillator.
Here is a picture of my angel.
