jlh | Nice day

I spent the late night chatting with

ely709. Bed, up early, and I pretty much just laid about all day watching Martha Stewart and movies like Nixon. Chatted for a bit with

alexmalfoy.

Got a card with $25 from my parents, who are sweet but a bit random. Dad signed the card, "Love, Papa," a name I have never called him.

Ran out the door to meet up with

johnwalton. Along the way, saw a punk kid in Times Square wearing a t-shirt that said, "Jesus was a c--t!" Ate profiteroles and managed to completely embarrass John by singing the preamble to the constitution a la "Schoolhouse Rock." Heh.

Excellent dinner with RL friends. (Thank you,

epicyclical for the perfect restaurant rec!) Had s'mores for dessert. (My friends had them put a candle in one of the marshmallows.) Best friend C____ arrived just after dessert, and we went bar hopping. Well, not hopping--we went to a fairly divey joint where we drank bourbon and listened to Judas Priest and Iggy Pop and such.

Now we two are in my apartment drinking vodka and listening to the Police. C____ made me read ch 7 of EWFS to him for the "Whole Lotta Love" parts. (Oh, and for those of you who read it: The Takers is his band, and the name is used with permission, thank you very much. I didn't quote their original songs; the lyrics tend toward "the only reason I fuck you is to make my cigarettes taste good.")

All in all, not a bad way to turn 33. Not a bad way at all.