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20 November 2006 @ 10:15 am
oh. my. head.  
It should be illegal to feel this crummy the morning after a night with no alcohol.

In reverse order:

When you're at the social event of the Orlando season, and the valets are pulling up Lexuses, Infinities, BMWs, Mercedeses, Jaguars-- get in your pathetic Civic with the primer door and get the fuck out of there before anyone sees. :)

Jerry Seinfeld is FUCKING FUNNY. I was crying. Seriously. If I wasn't so zonked, I could remember some of the jokes, but as it is, I can barely remember how to type. (Rob, do you remember what he said?)

It is fun to dress up. It is not so fun to be underdressed, despite wearing a long black dress and pretty shawl. Next year I'm making a damn ballgown.

I bid on auction stuff. And won! I got stuff for under market value, so it doesn't count as spending money. :) I got a couple day spa gift certificates, a certificate for a snooty hair salon, a couple massage certificates, and a microdermabrasion certificate. Oh, also a certificate for a deli. :) Go me.

The food was pretty good, but the menu was awesome. The courses: 0. Bread (including the Marble Rye.) 1. No soup for you! (They did have soup, which was delicious, but the title killed me.) 2. Elaine's Big Salad. (It was not that big.) 3. Filet Mignon in a red wine shallot sauce, yada yada yada, mashed red potatoes, (and it went on from there.) 4. Vegetarian option: Vegetable Lasagna with a satisfying risotto. 5. Chocolate Corruption Cake, tiny eclairs, and Junior Mints.

Legs remain unwaxed. Rargh. Must wax, dammit!

Yay for antiques shopping! I got everything I was looking for! A mahogany 5-drawer chest for $150. A small oak escritoire for $135, with chair for another $100. A nineteenth-century jug and bowl in a red toile pattern on white for $65 (usually they're $150-200.) Some ironwork decoraty things that'll go behind the sofa. And finally! An almost-working treadle sewing machine! And it's gorgeous, with all the decals still on! I just need to take it in and get it looked at. Then we'll have to fit it to the treadle table I already have. And then I will have a non-electric sewing machine! Whee!

Sotired. And I've cut down to a small amount of caffeine every other day, and today is a no-caffeine day. Hmm. Maybe I should switch today with tomorrow.
I feel: satisfiedsatisfied
I can hear: Silvertide, "Heartstrong
DarkRiver: cutesmolder on November 20th, 2006 03:22 pm (UTC)
Waxing? Eeeek!! You know, I can't even find the point to enduring the torture? It doesn't seem to last for any longer a time than shaving.

*eyedart* The rest of you move along, this is gayboi/girltalk..


Glad you had a good time.
Elletheletterelle on November 20th, 2006 03:28 pm (UTC)

After you've done it enough, it doesn't hurt as badly. And it totally lasts longer than shaving. I hate the little pricklies on my legs two days after I shave.
DarkRiver: cutesmolder on November 20th, 2006 03:48 pm (UTC)
Huh. Cause I get the little pricklies two days after waxing. I was quite disappointed.
Robbstro on November 20th, 2006 04:02 pm (UTC)
"(Rob, do you remember what he said?)"

  • Old people whose walkers have wheels -- and handbrakes! If they're going so fast that they need handbrakes, perhaps they've been misdiagnosed.

  • Small children who have so little regard for grownups that they'll crap their pants while they're looking at you. And smile while they're doing it. Then lie about it.

  • How men are constantly on a game show with their wives as host -- called "Are You Even Listening to Me?" And how this game cannot be won.

  • Orlanado. (Need I say more?)

    And other things as well. By the way, the menu didn't say Vegetable Lasanga, but it clearly was Vegetable Lasagna. I'd like to know why we were served iced tea instead of Apple Juice. Or Bosco. Or Snapple. (I should not know this much about Seinfeld-related beverages.)
Elletheletterelle on November 20th, 2006 04:07 pm (UTC)

Oh, and Curious George. "It'd be a shame if anything were to happen to him. He's awfully close to the staircase." And Play-Doh heads in the bed.