funny thing happened on the way here...
Sep. 29th, 2001 04:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
larrisI'm at home now. just got off the phone with Bast. who called from Eppen's mobile, imploring me to hail a cab up to Lillestrøm to party with her and Eppen. and possibly Kjinge and his brother Olav.
I can't say I wasn't tempted, but I decided to stick with my plan of packing and attending Kjinge's birthday tomorrow night so that I may catch the train directly from Lillestrøm and go home on Sunday,
I was waiting for BadCop and Cecilia to show after we parted outside of here, they were going to get themselves some food before having a smallish nachspiel here. that's almost 45 minutes ago. guess they thought twice of it.
"Nobody likes my moustache." -- BadCop
one of the local second-hand stores has a clean-up sale of used CDs tomorrow, with prices the double of a newspaper. guess who'll be there.
also I need to check out that red tiger balm for Lita. quite out of the blue she SMS'd me a cute hugging ASCII image and reminded me how much we still care for each other. wonder if she and her husband live together right now. I wouldn't think the task of raising her twins alone is too daunting for her, but it would certainly be a straining one.
and oh! I hope Ole actually can be reached on the number she SMS'd me. as I wrote in my SMS to him, we haven't been in touch since before Ænima was released.
hope hope hope I get to see him again. and that he's well.
I discovered today that my feelings towards my ex were now safely embedded in a friendship frame, as I perused her new web page. just as well. BadCop apparently feels the same way. not that strange that they grew apart, seeing that she acts a lot more maturely than he does. but still, BadCop is a very handsome guy.
I guess the number of women hitting on me would say something of my handsomeness, but I fail to fully grok the notion. I hardly see myself as attractive at all.
strange.
I can't say I wasn't tempted, but I decided to stick with my plan of packing and attending Kjinge's birthday tomorrow night so that I may catch the train directly from Lillestrøm and go home on Sunday,
I was waiting for BadCop and Cecilia to show after we parted outside of here, they were going to get themselves some food before having a smallish nachspiel here. that's almost 45 minutes ago. guess they thought twice of it.
"Nobody likes my moustache." -- BadCop
one of the local second-hand stores has a clean-up sale of used CDs tomorrow, with prices the double of a newspaper. guess who'll be there.
also I need to check out that red tiger balm for Lita. quite out of the blue she SMS'd me a cute hugging ASCII image and reminded me how much we still care for each other. wonder if she and her husband live together right now. I wouldn't think the task of raising her twins alone is too daunting for her, but it would certainly be a straining one.
and oh! I hope Ole actually can be reached on the number she SMS'd me. as I wrote in my SMS to him, we haven't been in touch since before Ænima was released.
hope hope hope I get to see him again. and that he's well.
I discovered today that my feelings towards my ex were now safely embedded in a friendship frame, as I perused her new web page. just as well. BadCop apparently feels the same way. not that strange that they grew apart, seeing that she acts a lot more maturely than he does. but still, BadCop is a very handsome guy.
I guess the number of women hitting on me would say something of my handsomeness, but I fail to fully grok the notion. I hardly see myself as attractive at all.
strange.
