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November 14th, 2006
05:33 pm


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I guess it's been a while since I made a public post. btw, if I know you and I haven't friended you, comment here to hit me with a clue-bat. If I don't know you but you'd like to be on the F-list, feel free to comment as well (a small poem or interpretive dance may convince me).

Bill's about 3 weeks out and I'm eager to have him home. Staying busy and trying to get/keep my spirits up despite continued grey and rainy weather. Pilates yesterday. Guitar class tonight, and then dinner with a friend thursday. Expecting to see both Rikhei and Mary this weekend, which will be good.

Brendan just took a vanload of stuff to Laura, so there may be enough space to get my saw out and play with it in the garage now. Especially if I finish sanding the bookshelves that are on the worktable in there. hrm.

Can you believe Thanksgiving is next week? My Aunt will be in town so we'll all be up at Grandma's. First thanksgiving since 1996 without Bill there. But-- home soon. Right. Looking forward to seeing what-all of his friends may come for a "back from the trail" party for him. dunno when he'll schedule that.

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Date:November 14th, 2006 10:52 pm (UTC)
(Lj just ate this comment; I will try again.)

(a small poem or interpretive dance may convince me).

As I am already friended, this is irrelevant, but: one of my freshman physics classmates was a math major, dance minor. She decided to do a birthday interpretive dance for another of our classmates, at the end of the lecture period. My advisor's face was a study: he didn't know whether to be amused or appalled at the leaping and twisting going on at the front of his nice clean physics lecture hall.
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Date:November 14th, 2006 11:10 pm (UTC)
You are on my friend list, but I don't think I am on yours. I wanted you to know that I enjoyed your updates during the time leading up to the election and afterwards. You have a great way of putting things.

See you in January at ConFusion.
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Date:November 14th, 2006 11:18 pm (UTC)
I totally can't effin' believe it, actually.
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Date:November 14th, 2006 11:27 pm (UTC)
I don't think I'm no your f-list, and I'm pretty sure you do know me. ;)
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Date:November 15th, 2006 02:45 am (UTC)
Date:November 15th, 2006 12:53 am (UTC)
I am actually not sure if I'm on your f-list or not... and I'm too lazy to check.. :P

It's Jer, a fellow ankle sprain sufferer... :)
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Date:November 15th, 2006 04:03 am (UTC)
We met briefly on the shuttle to Minicon
Riding in from the airport last year.
Since I can't think up a better rhyme,
Obligatory mention of bheer.
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Date:November 15th, 2006 11:37 am (UTC)
well, that will do it for me!

Thank you for writing
some verse for my cause.
I'll friend you for that
(and your friendly blue jaws). :)

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Date:November 15th, 2006 03:55 pm (UTC)

Thanks for the info on artists, btw.
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Date:November 15th, 2006 08:48 pm (UTC)

Entitled, "Ode to a Friend"

[music begins] < tippie-toes, arms stretched high, head facing up > < leans left, prances left five steps with arms still high > < bows, arms lower and body crouches, walks into the lean, slanting right > < right, left, right left > < spins, turning quickly backward and prances in the direction from whence he came >

There's more, but you did imply a short interpretative dance. It's currently unfinished, as any good friendship is.
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Date:November 16th, 2006 11:30 pm (UTC)

The F-List

I would love to do an interpretative dance for you. Possibly it would involve tiny cheeky monkeys, and the juggling of guavas. Definitely it would involve lots of emphatic gesturing, and a yodeling rendition of Harry Belafonte's Shake, Shake Senora.

And anyway, we've met. You may remember me from such films as We Performed A Voodoo Ritual Together, or, How To Bond In Under Four Minutes Flat.

*tickle ;)
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