Weekend Update

[40cakes]

Weekend was good, as I had not one, but two dates! Ooooh. Got to see two movies, went to the Upright Citizens Brigade (note: No, apparently there ISN'T an apostrophe in that. Huh.), had food at a few nice places, fed ducks, tried my first White Castle burger, did some mild breaking and entering, and had kisses. Kissing is fun. So is he.

Saturday went to cheekybaby's party and met up with a lot of Rowan ladies that I sortakinda already knew (there was a lot of staring and asking, "What was your major? Do you know Heather?"), but found out they had livejournals! It's spreading! We'll never be as hip as MySpace, but we're all that much cooler. In the end, I stole a pretty margarita glass from Chili's for cheekybaby, and now she has contraband in her new apartment! Oh noes!

Weekends as of late have been pretty amazing. This one did not break the routine. I feel like I'm actually enjoying myself and getting relaxed in prep for a week of work, instead of just being lethargic for two days. Getting things done rules!

Have a date for Wednesday night, but not sure what we're doing yet. Going out, staying in? Decisions, decisions.

And tonight I'm going to some sort of self-defense thing at work, but we're fighting with our shadows or something instead of people. Whatevs. It's free! Aggression is awesome.

Comments

[cheekybaby.livejournal.com]

Word. Contraband glasses are the best kind. :)

[fadingembers.livejournal.com]

They are! I've taken to stealing menus and neat beer coasters, myself.

[pyrobovaphiliac.livejournal.com]

Well, it's a Brigade of Upright Citizens, not a Brigade possessed by Upright Citizens. That's how I figured it...

Kissing is indeed fun. As are you.

...so yeah, I have a working internet again. But for how long?

And I forgot to give you the mp3 disk I burned with Death Cab albums on it in my romance induced frenzy. Txt me later with tomorrow's plans!

[fadingembers.livejournal.com]

I emailed you! Maybe this one will work this time.

[pyrobovaphiliac.livejournal.com]

It didn't =( Gmail has been such a bitch so far. I never got the other one you sent to me a few days ago either.

[fadingembers.livejournal.com]

Well, shit. Sent it to myspace.

[restivemind.livejournal.com]

Um, maybe it's just in NYC, but does one often need to fend off one's own shadow? Here in the sticks, one simply moves into other light, thereby vanquishing said Ninja Shadow.

[fadingembers.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but we've got ninjas who steal change jars here!

[restivemind.livejournal.com]

So, by adding your entries together, am I to conclude that you're worried about your shadow feeling you up for loose change?

Several questions:

Are Ninjas that hard up for money for the subway or the laudromat? What does a Ninja wear at the laundromat to remain stealthy while washing his black outfit, anyway?

If one kills one's own shadow in self-defense, can one ever go out in the light again? Can the police actually draw a chalk outline around a shadow? Is claiming that your shadow was "stalking" you an acceptable defense in court?

Why the hell are you carrying around spare change in a jar, anyway? The sound is bound to attract Numismatic Shadow Ninjas.
And finally, is that your change jar jingling, or did Babes In Toyland have a sale on Ben Wa? (so sorry)

[fadingembers.livejournal.com]

1. Apparently they're trying to save money for gloves, since that particular ninja left fingerprints everywhere. I believe ninjas at the laundromat dress as pirates to stay incognito.

2. There actually was an artist in the city who was mugged, and dealt with it by doing chalk outlines of shadows all over the city. It was kinda neat. But yes, my shadow stalks me and does so in plain daylight, no less.

3. I carry my spare change in a lunchbox! Ha! And the name of the store is Toys in Babeland, now just shortened to Babeland, and I don't even own a pair of Ben Wa yet!

[restivemind.livejournal.com]

I'm obviously dyslexic when it comes to adult "novelty" stores. I get everything backwards. Violated a couple of product warranties that way, not to mention myself...

[restivemind.livejournal.com]

*ducks for cover*

Oh, and of course, you'll carry your Ben Wa in your "lunchbox" also.... (so very, very sorry)