Mandy came on the intarweb at about ten minutes before eight and made sure I was around and available to see her. I thought that was nice, and about twenty minutes later she showed up and I was a little confused because she seemed to be under the impression that we were going somewhere. Well, I had her come downstairs for a little bit while we figured out what exactly was going on. I think she might have been dreaming it, but she was convinced that we had plans for her to take me out and buy me beer and wings. I was convinced that the only plans we had even remotely like that were to go have a beer after working out the day before, which I never did. So I assumed that I had forfeited that, and that we were basically just going to work on syntax and listen to music or something last night.
Well, eventually we decided that we'd go to the Kilkenny for dinner. I had a pint o' Guinness and chicken tenders and fries; she had the spud skins and a pint o' something. She flat our refused me to pay for any of it, and then we bought a menthol cigarette from some lady, enjoyed that, and then I convinced her to go to Madison's for dessert. I figured that it was only fair that I buy her dessert in exchange for the dinner she bought me. So, I had a chocolate shake and some blueberry cheese-cake, while she had the turtle pie. Then she glared at me and flat out refused to let me pay for my dessert either. So, super-thank-you again, Mandy! Yippie!
After dessert, Mandy and I came back to my place where I lounged with her on my bed and we listened to some music (eg. Prince) and I gave her a lecture about how to turn her ideas into a paper proposal for syntax. She went home at twenty minutes past midnight.
Today I woke up in a sweat from stressful vivid dreams at about eight thirty and turned on the computer. Caitlin was there and she cancelled our plans to go see the Lord of the Rings and all. I was really sad about that and went back to bed for a while. At half past one I got up and chatted with Adil for a bit and we decided that, seeing as we were probably going to just otherwise spend the day sulking, we may as well get together for tea at Steeps and sulk together. So he came over some time later.
I was out on the sidewalk practicing free mounting my unicycle when he arrived, and then we went to the thrift store to try to look at a coat that mother thought I'd like. It had apparently been sold already, however. So we looked around the thrift store and came back and then headed out to Steeps. Despite what Anne and Alex say, I like it there. And Sarah was working there - gosh she's cute!
Adil had a green tea, and I had the reported favourite tea of Sherlock Holmes. We had our tea and chitted and chatted and then after we were finished there we went to the Kilkenny. I know, I know, the Kilkenny! Twice in as many days! We both had a pint o' Guinness and the fish and chips and chitted further, with a good deal less chatting. Really, Adil mostly spent the day ranting and telling big long stories while I sat and listened intently. I enjoy listening. The food was pretty good, and at ten minutes before eight, we left the pub and Adil drove me home. When we got to my place, he gave me the burned copy of his "The Notwist" CD, which we were listening to in the car. This is the second time since I've gotten home that I've listened to it, and I'm quite fond of it. It's very pleasant to listen to.
Otherwise, I haven't really done much since then - I took a bit of a lay-down for a while, and now I'm working on crafting some plans with Tasnuva for tomorrow. Ideally we'll meet Adil for tea at Steeps again, somehow, and I'd really like to get a cigar. I love cigars.
status.mood(lonely sadly);
status.music(This Room, The Notwist);
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