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azurelunatic) wrote2003-06-01 11:41 am
azurelunatic) wrote2003-06-01 11:41 am
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- Trillian, votania's copy from the living room
Happy
I woke up in time to call Darkside, who was burning himself a CD to listen to at work, this one his favorites from CDs he already had. Much to my permanent amusement, "White Reflection" is on there.
Teased him that while he is good at listening, he is also good at talking, and that if we were to ask several of his closest friends, they would agree with me that sometimes he can be a blabbermouth.
He challenged that I didn't even know several of his closest friends.
Me, Votania, Dawn,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ralmathon... yes I did, Mr. Reads The Contents Of A Gaming Board To Me For Two Hours.
I suggested that next time he comes over here, he should bring over a zip disk so we could give him the second D&D skit when we dig it up. He suggested that we email it to him. "Oh yeah, Mr. Never-checks-his-e-mail."
"I do check it, once in a blue moon... and one of my friends is about to paint his rear end blue."
He had to head off, as he had to shower, get tidied up (And change out of your pajamas? I teased) and yes, change out of his pajamas, and see if his mother had fixed his zipper.
Evidently, one of his work uniforms had developed a problem, this being that whenever he zipped or unzipped the fly, it had a disconcerting tendency of departing from the surrounding fabric on one or both sides. (I managed to keep my drooling silent, so he didn't notice, or chose to ignore it.) "What, you didn't get your sewing merit badge?" "No, but I lettered in Home Ec in junior high..."
We pried ourselves off the phone. His schedule for this week is the same as last. Told him to please wish his father a happy birthday for me.
Teased him that while he is good at listening, he is also good at talking, and that if we were to ask several of his closest friends, they would agree with me that sometimes he can be a blabbermouth.
He challenged that I didn't even know several of his closest friends.
Me, Votania, Dawn,
ralmathon... yes I did, Mr. Reads The Contents Of A Gaming Board To Me For Two Hours. I suggested that next time he comes over here, he should bring over a zip disk so we could give him the second D&D skit when we dig it up. He suggested that we email it to him. "Oh yeah, Mr. Never-checks-his-e-mail."
"I do check it, once in a blue moon... and one of my friends is about to paint his rear end blue."
He had to head off, as he had to shower, get tidied up (And change out of your pajamas? I teased) and yes, change out of his pajamas, and see if his mother had fixed his zipper.
Evidently, one of his work uniforms had developed a problem, this being that whenever he zipped or unzipped the fly, it had a disconcerting tendency of departing from the surrounding fabric on one or both sides. (I managed to keep my drooling silent, so he didn't notice, or chose to ignore it.) "What, you didn't get your sewing merit badge?" "No, but I lettered in Home Ec in junior high..."
We pried ourselves off the phone. His schedule for this week is the same as last. Told him to please wish his father a happy birthday for me.