gin and 7-Up
May. 17th, 2006 08:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Sarah came over to hang out last night, and there was much witty banter, razored insults and double entendres. We are extremely snappy conversationalists. It doesn't help that Tyler makes it so easy to needle him on a number of subjects. Though Tyler seems to have picked up a very distressing habit of trying to set people on fire that is reminiscent of Gene. Bad influences, we all are.
I adore sleeping late and going in at my normal hours. It's so nice after having to get up and be somewhere at 9am the past two days. I am not an early morning person. If I wake up on my own, say on a Saturday, I will get busy with little things under my own power. But I dislike waking up to the alarm clock. Though tomorrow I really need to get that damned oil change done.
Dreaming last night was strange. Kevin was back in Texas for a family event. I had two boxes full of rare BPAL that my sister and mother stole from me, and for some reason I was driving a pick up truck. I was sad when I woke up and didn't have any of that BPAL.
I adore sleeping late and going in at my normal hours. It's so nice after having to get up and be somewhere at 9am the past two days. I am not an early morning person. If I wake up on my own, say on a Saturday, I will get busy with little things under my own power. But I dislike waking up to the alarm clock. Though tomorrow I really need to get that damned oil change done.
Dreaming last night was strange. Kevin was back in Texas for a family event. I had two boxes full of rare BPAL that my sister and mother stole from me, and for some reason I was driving a pick up truck. I was sad when I woke up and didn't have any of that BPAL.