Made packages for Joy and Matt, mostly, I just have a couple more bits and bobs to compile and arrange and stuff inside. I have no idea how much they will cost to send, but life! Hilarious. I'm probably going to nip (nip!) down to the market in a minute for the purpose of buying dinner things. You know: food. Feed a body, brain, higher states of consciousness kind of thing. So: go forth and buy produce, return, construct meal and feed self, then pour over the last pieces to assemble the puzzles for my wayward children. They sing karaoke! I don't sing karaoke, but that's probably a good thing, and if I did it would probably be considered against the Geneva convention.
I swear, no matter how it sounds, I am not drunk, just a little looney-tunes from too much sugar and physical exertion. Work, work, work. I need to build myself a robot duplicate so that I could get things done.
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Also: ripping Metric's "Live it Out," Petula Clark's "Downtown" and Dimitri from Paris's "Sacre Bleu!" and dumping said albums onto the iPod.
Posted by ben | December 27, 2006 7:57 PM
Posted on December 27, 2006 19:57
Just for that, you HAVE to come to visit me this summer and sing Peggy Lee songs at the karaoke place down the block till dawn ...
Posted by joy | December 27, 2006 10:41 PM
Posted on December 27, 2006 22:41
All right, but if we get called in front of an United Nations Emergency Meeting and asked to explain ourselves, *you* get to do the talking.
Posted by ben | December 27, 2006 11:43 PM
Posted on December 27, 2006 23:43