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Home, sweet home.
May. 8th, 2004 07:40 pmYeah, I don't know about you folks over there but here it's a gorgeous 72 degrees. Most wonderful weather you can wish for outside of Camelot.
Which means that my day was fabulous except for flying out at 5 damn am. Who picked that flight? *suspicious look at her roomie* Still, it meant we got a full day here. Sweet Christ, I've missed this coast. I mean, Venice, people, Venice beach and all the muscle-heads you can ogle.
Lunch with the 'rents went well. Though I think Dad was trying not to hyperventilate when Ali nabbed the check first. Old fashioned, you know.
The cute little condo Mom and Dad have out here is far too small for us all so we're at a hotel. Ali and I have cells if anyone needs us in a huge hurry. And by that, I'm suggesting that need should be limited to more serious situations than the usual catastrophes.
Now I'm going to take my boyfriend out to dinner. Later folks.
Which means that my day was fabulous except for flying out at 5 damn am. Who picked that flight? *suspicious look at her roomie* Still, it meant we got a full day here. Sweet Christ, I've missed this coast. I mean, Venice, people, Venice beach and all the muscle-heads you can ogle.
Lunch with the 'rents went well. Though I think Dad was trying not to hyperventilate when Ali nabbed the check first. Old fashioned, you know.
The cute little condo Mom and Dad have out here is far too small for us all so we're at a hotel. Ali and I have cells if anyone needs us in a huge hurry. And by that, I'm suggesting that need should be limited to more serious situations than the usual catastrophes.
Now I'm going to take my boyfriend out to dinner. Later folks.
