Well the weather's gone to piss
Nov. 23rd, 2004 10:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xansWe were going to hit up the beach tomorrow but not so. Weather is rather shitty all of a sudden. So that's going to happen next week. *shrugs* Ah, well. It'll be fun when we do it.
Mmm, new concept for you.
Well, it was new to me when I saw it.
McCafe.
It's McDonald's. It's a cafe. It's McDonalds and it's a cafe. So weird. Haven't even stepped inside there yet.
Anyway, I'm absolutely brilliant. There's no way I'm going to be modest about this. It was just awesome. I told Andrea I'd be at her place at about eleven in the morning. I decided I wanted to stop by Dad's and grab my photos and batteries and swing on by to Ange's. Well, it was just awesome. I left Denise's at about twenty to ten to walk to Dad's, and got there about an hour later. Twenty minutes later I was outside Ange's house. Spot on, no more than one or two minutes after eleven. I rock.
Anita was there for about an hour as well and we all listened to stories and looked at photos. Laughed at Ange's experiences with menfolk. After a lunch Ange and I sort of migrated to her bedroom and then to the living room. At three something I finally figured I should leave because the sky was looking dodgy and I didn't have my leather jacket. It just started pouring when I was perhaps less than 200 metres from Denise's place. Thankfully not soaked completely.
We went and picked Iain up and headed off to the Lisignoli's to have dinner there. Also picked up some vino tinto because they're Italian and what's dinner with Italian's without wine? The Rose was really nice. Unfortunately at the dinner table Iain knocked my last glass of it off the table and broke the glass (and spilled it all. It was pretty full damnit). So my slightly heady feeling from the first two glasses kind of faded away. It was a great evening though.
Well I can't stay on too late because it's nearly eleven at night now, and mum wants to check her emails as well. I don't really want her nagging me while I try keeping up with my smut. Ah, the smut is having to take a back shelf for the time being. *shrugs* Got so much other stuff to do for once!
Last night I dreamed about so many of you all missing me and not wanting me to go and all that sort of stuff. It made me kind of sad, because I don't really want to leave you behind... but then this is a dream finally coming true and who's going to begrudge me that?
Fin.
Mmm, new concept for you.
Well, it was new to me when I saw it.
McCafe.
It's McDonald's. It's a cafe. It's McDonalds and it's a cafe. So weird. Haven't even stepped inside there yet.
Anyway, I'm absolutely brilliant. There's no way I'm going to be modest about this. It was just awesome. I told Andrea I'd be at her place at about eleven in the morning. I decided I wanted to stop by Dad's and grab my photos and batteries and swing on by to Ange's. Well, it was just awesome. I left Denise's at about twenty to ten to walk to Dad's, and got there about an hour later. Twenty minutes later I was outside Ange's house. Spot on, no more than one or two minutes after eleven. I rock.
Anita was there for about an hour as well and we all listened to stories and looked at photos. Laughed at Ange's experiences with menfolk. After a lunch Ange and I sort of migrated to her bedroom and then to the living room. At three something I finally figured I should leave because the sky was looking dodgy and I didn't have my leather jacket. It just started pouring when I was perhaps less than 200 metres from Denise's place. Thankfully not soaked completely.
We went and picked Iain up and headed off to the Lisignoli's to have dinner there. Also picked up some vino tinto because they're Italian and what's dinner with Italian's without wine? The Rose was really nice. Unfortunately at the dinner table Iain knocked my last glass of it off the table and broke the glass (and spilled it all. It was pretty full damnit). So my slightly heady feeling from the first two glasses kind of faded away. It was a great evening though.
Well I can't stay on too late because it's nearly eleven at night now, and mum wants to check her emails as well. I don't really want her nagging me while I try keeping up with my smut. Ah, the smut is having to take a back shelf for the time being. *shrugs* Got so much other stuff to do for once!
Last night I dreamed about so many of you all missing me and not wanting me to go and all that sort of stuff. It made me kind of sad, because I don't really want to leave you behind... but then this is a dream finally coming true and who's going to begrudge me that?
Fin.
