Today was a pretty good day. Had lunch with eamajyn and it was great to see her looking strong and healthy and snarfing up a plate of Crab Cooker. We went to the pier and snarked at the tourists and peered into the ocean like… well, like tourists.
There was some glorious sitting around to be had. I’m damned good at sitting around, and grateful that I have the opportunity to do so.
Had mongolian BBQ for dinner. Despite the increasing sketchiness of that place, food safety scares, etc., I really like that food. I suppose if I can survive ceviche off a roach coach in Pico-Union I shouldn’t worry about questionable mongolian delights.
Because I am the Enemy of Fun I didn’t go bowling with my friends tonight. I should probably take advantage of these opportunities because vita brevis etc.
D’s was comfortably crowded tonight, with the Recovery Crew and the kids and the bad jazz and lots of stuff going on. It felt like years ago, when that place was reliably entertaining on a Saturday night.
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LOL IT’S ENEMY OF THE FUN
Confession time: I don’t bowl.
Never have.
And with the sketchyness of my right wrist, I never will. Really don’t need to be flinging heavy objects with it.
So the question was, do I hang out here or do I hang out there.
And the fact of the matter is, I already spend way more time in Irvine than I want to.
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I have a Picture of you on Splash Mountain. You are not the enemy of fun. Though the picture is like “We are about to Plummet to our water soaked death. Big Deal.”
At least you have D’s, I spent my Saturday night watching TV (and all other subsequent nights).
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Could ya ‘splain to me the title of this entry?
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“Tighten up the vaginal wrench” is a term used by Bob, our local character, to describe the situation in which a woman uses some sort of unsubtle threat to get a man in line.
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Yes, Bob does sound like a ‘character’. Interesting.
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