the pale blue sky of morning
Jan. 1st, 2007 09:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
threeplusfireMelynda and I stood on the stairs between the second and third floor, watching fireworks on the horizon.
"So much for no fireworks in the city limits."
"Are you going to go over to East Austin and tell them not to shoot fireworks?"
I'm only mildly worse off from last night's celebrations, despite the point in the evening where I started putting everything but tequilla in my cup. Maybe it was adding champagne to the mix. Well. It was a lovely evening anyway. Sarah liked her birthday flowers, there was a lot of inappropriate conversation, putting eyeliner on people who are not me, and sparklers. (It is quite surprising that we've not set anyone fire in the past two years.)
Good morning January.
"So much for no fireworks in the city limits."
"Are you going to go over to East Austin and tell them not to shoot fireworks?"
I'm only mildly worse off from last night's celebrations, despite the point in the evening where I started putting everything but tequilla in my cup. Maybe it was adding champagne to the mix. Well. It was a lovely evening anyway. Sarah liked her birthday flowers, there was a lot of inappropriate conversation, putting eyeliner on people who are not me, and sparklers. (It is quite surprising that we've not set anyone fire in the past two years.)
Good morning January.