Hump Day
Dear Rossi,
We hate you so much right now. Five and a half hours sleep when you have Jane and Alvin both needing urgent work first thing? So not on.
Love,
Your brain, eyes and sundry other parts.
PS: For the love of god, at least give us some caffiene, woman! LJ can wait!
***
Yep, band night strikes again. Still, it was highly worth the pain I'm in now. Went to Joe Badalli's first, which is a rather yummy Italian restaurant in Front Street, with the roomie's dad and step-mum, had a couple of beers and a plate of wonderful gnocchi with pesto. And dessert, which I rarely do and probably shouldn't have last night, but I ask you, who can resist the lure of raspberry gelato? Not me.
Then there was the band. Full house, with a lot of the usual suspects coming out of the woodwork, plus the appearance of Fatimah and
_cap_, which was great. And we're catching up on Friday for that drink. :)
Zoo was celebrating Christmas and her birthday of two weeks ago, so I got dragged up to dance with her - weird how that happens to me at the Griffin. Johnny was a lot more relaxed than he has been for a while, and since Kenny and Lucy were there, we got all the old favourites. Louis Burdett for the win, yay!
Missed seeingcosmic, tho'. *pouts* Still, there's always Christmas. Oh, and the iPod was conspiring to do me good, this morning - the songs I got as I walked from the subway station were "Space Tractor" by the Leningrad Cowboys; "Poor Ned" by Redgum and "How To Explain" - The Cat Empire. Nice, bouncy, wake-you-up songs, especially the last, which is stuck in my head now and making me want to dance around my cubicle.
Maybe later. First to try and get my brain in gear. *grabs her teapot*
We hate you so much right now. Five and a half hours sleep when you have Jane and Alvin both needing urgent work first thing? So not on.
Love,
Your brain, eyes and sundry other parts.
PS: For the love of god, at least give us some caffiene, woman! LJ can wait!
***
Yep, band night strikes again. Still, it was highly worth the pain I'm in now. Went to Joe Badalli's first, which is a rather yummy Italian restaurant in Front Street, with the roomie's dad and step-mum, had a couple of beers and a plate of wonderful gnocchi with pesto. And dessert, which I rarely do and probably shouldn't have last night, but I ask you, who can resist the lure of raspberry gelato? Not me.
Then there was the band. Full house, with a lot of the usual suspects coming out of the woodwork, plus the appearance of Fatimah and
_cap_, which was great. And we're catching up on Friday for that drink. :)Zoo was celebrating Christmas and her birthday of two weeks ago, so I got dragged up to dance with her - weird how that happens to me at the Griffin. Johnny was a lot more relaxed than he has been for a while, and since Kenny and Lucy were there, we got all the old favourites. Louis Burdett for the win, yay!
Missed seeing
cosmic, tho'. *pouts* Still, there's always Christmas. Oh, and the iPod was conspiring to do me good, this morning - the songs I got as I walked from the subway station were "Space Tractor" by the Leningrad Cowboys; "Poor Ned" by Redgum and "How To Explain" - The Cat Empire. Nice, bouncy, wake-you-up songs, especially the last, which is stuck in my head now and making me want to dance around my cubicle. Maybe later. First to try and get my brain in gear. *grabs her teapot*