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imaginarycircus at 11:32am on 28/05/2008
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I feel hungover. I don't think that one beer I had last night is to blame either. I forgot how weird coming back to sea level can make you feel. I need a large coffee and my cat now please. We have to go pick up Wooster cat and Simon's next door will provide me with coffee.
Highlights of my trip I forgot to mention:
Wedding at swank hotel: The groom and his merry men all had black pimp cups with their names in rhinestones. Cause nothing is more manly than rhinestones. Hope they tipped their strippers well in Vegas.
We tried to drive up the mountain in the rain and fog and the whole city of Boulder disappeared. O_O
I tried to read Stephanie Meyer's The Host. But it was so so so bad. It is like fanfic for an episode of the X Files without Scully or Mulder. No really.
I read Scott Westerfield's wretched "Uglies" book. OMG learn how to write IN SCENE YOU MOTHERFUCKER.
What is with Crocs? They were everywhere like a plague of locusts. I saw giant tents full of them. And when the fifty something father with his two tween sons in front of you at the airport are all wearing Crocs the fad is over. Plus don't they look like gardening clogs that don't keep your feet dry?
OK, off to get cat and coffee. HELLO? HOW ARE YOU?
Highlights of my trip I forgot to mention:
Wedding at swank hotel: The groom and his merry men all had black pimp cups with their names in rhinestones. Cause nothing is more manly than rhinestones. Hope they tipped their strippers well in Vegas.
We tried to drive up the mountain in the rain and fog and the whole city of Boulder disappeared. O_O
I tried to read Stephanie Meyer's The Host. But it was so so so bad. It is like fanfic for an episode of the X Files without Scully or Mulder. No really.
I read Scott Westerfield's wretched "Uglies" book. OMG learn how to write IN SCENE YOU MOTHERFUCKER.
What is with Crocs? They were everywhere like a plague of locusts. I saw giant tents full of them. And when the fifty something father with his two tween sons in front of you at the airport are all wearing Crocs the fad is over. Plus don't they look like gardening clogs that don't keep your feet dry?
OK, off to get cat and coffee. HELLO? HOW ARE YOU?
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