5:50 p.m. - 02 February, 2004
avalon, thai food, and superbowl, oh my!
Yours are DEMON wings, possibly resembling
those of a bat - huge, black, and clawed. You
are cold and impure, and a born Creature of the
Night. Possibly with an interest in those of a
vampyric nature, or possibly one yourself. You
have little sympathy or care for humanity and
see them as existing for no real purpose -
thus, you can be very manipulative and bend
them to fit YOUR purpose. And you do have a
purpose, to everything you do. Nine times out
of ten it will be strictly for your own self
gratification or perhaps merely amusement. As
soon as a person or situation is no longer
productive or pleasurable in your life, you
will rid yourself of it or them. You could very
well have just a touch of superiority complex
(or perhaps more than a touch?). Despite all of
this, you are capable of love so intense that
you place that person's wishes even above your
own - the only time that you will do so.
Chances are you are attracted to people in
which you see...yourself. Though many hate you
for your carelessness and evil...Sexy, fierce,
sinful, and mysterious...you turn me on.
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Hola, hola peeps. I just got home this afternoon after a weekend with my honey. The drive to and from NoVa is becoming old hat to me. I'm going up there again this weekend because of the event, but he is coming down to the apartment for Valentine's Day. **huge smile** His present should be delivered this week--I cannot wait to give it to him! I'm sure that he'll love it.
My weekend was relaxed. By a lucky twist, I got to drive up to NoVa earlier on Thursday. I made it in time to take mi querido and Sebastian to the metro. They were dressed to the nines to volunteer at a black tie, international econ event. (OMG, my dark knight looked so damn hot!) I picked the two of them up around midnight: they were both delightfully tipsy. They brought me souvenirs from the shindig. Too cute!!! We went to a great twenty-four hour restaurant for some munchies. After almost three hours and several loud convos later, I was totally ready to sleep. Sebastian deserves the evening's award for the mindfuck-of-the-night and the most romantic story I've heard in a long time.
On Friday, my honey and I went over to Avalon HQ to work on some schtuff. We actually got a lot done, which is a good thing. The rest of the evening was laid back. Nothing tops off a night like snuggling next to my darling. **happy sigh** We had to attend the actual staff meeting the next day. I think we get more done when we work one-on-one with a handful of people, as opposed to a massive group. Post-meeting, my honey and I had some yummy dinner and cuddled on the couch. My costochondritis flared up for a little bit, and I was doubled over in pain. Fortunately, I had a wonderful person there to provide love and Advil. :)
Yay for sleeping in on Sunday! I was going to drive back to the apartment yesterday, but because I woke up so late, I stayed. We ran errands, picked up a scrumptious Thai dinner, and watched the Superbowl. I think that the Budweiser donkey commercial was my favorite ad. Was anyone else surprised by Justin Timberlake ripping off Janet Jackson's boob cup? Isn't it enough that he's always groping whatever female who happens to share the stage with him? MTV.com stated: "The tearing of Janet Jackson's costume was unrehearsed, unplanned, completely unintentional and was inconsistent with assurances we had about the content of the performance. MTV regrets this incident occurred and we apologize to anyone who was offended by it." Verra interesting, no?
Today was the drive home--I was going to leave early this morning, but my boss told me that I didn't have to come into work. Thus, like Jewel's "Morning Song," I suggested that we go back to bed. :D I left in the early afternoon, and I was making fantastic time. However, I ended up stuck in a thirty minute delay, care of the damned tunnel. Geebus! Now, I have a ton of homework to do for biostats. I did the book stuff, but I neglected the computer assignment. My baaad...
Aighty, I'm outta here. Much lizzove, purr regular!
