Since Myl is being a slowcoach, I have been pushed to post out of synch (bad Myl! Bad! :p )
So here lies my account of Friday, January 19, 2007- a day that will surely be counted among the annals of the key social events of 21st century civilisation- a day I count as the official kickoff ofTHE BEST ROAD TRIP EVAR.
It started slow. I cleaned the house, I packed the car. I played Freecell six million times. I waited. Oh how I waited.
Shortly after 9pm veiledsarami
came along after her shift at work, bearing gifts of beer and laptop. Squeeee! I'd been hanging to have a laptop with us so that we could upload photos onto it without having to find a digital photo service in the middle of godforsaken nowhere (i.e., one quarter of the trip :p ) This paid off, so yay.
So Sarah was kind of flattened after her shift and didn't say much, so I poked around on the laptop and kind of just stared at the walls until I hear a car pull in. OMG. THEY'RE HERE!!!!!!!!! :D
I love bacardibreezer7
. They are teh bestest. I hadn't seen Kazzy (Bacardibreezer7) for an entire year- and it was like we'd never parted. She bounced out of the car exclaiming "HUGS FIRST!!!" and gave me the biggest, bestest hug EVAR. I do think this was the first of BEST THINGS EVAR on this trip :)
Myl is always awesome. She looked particularly well this day, very slim and pretteh :)
We came inside and ate Apple Custard Cake and drank... well I drank beer, I think I made tea for the visitors. Kazzy, Myl and I had a conversation which rather alienated Sarah I think (we tried to explain at intervals wtf we were talking about but there's a lot of backstory and injoking in the Internet, I realised). Sarah ran away back to her house to go to sleep. The three of us that were left were feeling rather silly. I have a sword, and when we're feeling rather silly, said sword always comes out to play:
Kazzy, either trying to kill my bookshelf or trying a bellydancing move:
This shot of Myl was so expressive it just begged for a macro:
And the girls just hanging out on the lounge:
Please be noting how adorable they are :)
We brought my little dog Bonney out to play with and she ran around being a hyperactive weirdo, much to the guest's amusement (I'm her mummy, I'm over it ;) ) We talked more fandom. All of a sudden Myl gets a strange look on her face and groans... "... is that a cockroach?"
"... On that empty plate by your feet, J."
Lo, it is. A big cockroach. I'd have just squished him flat, but neither Myl nor Kazzy wanted the little guy dead, so cue a ten minute long chase of said cockroach throughout the house (fast little bugger) which concluded in me... squishing him flat. Baibai cockroach, we knew ye, Horatio.
Aaaaaaaaaand then it's late, and we have a huge day ahead (well, Kazzy and I, at any rate.) So to sleep we go. Myl heads for the back bedroom where she can get some privacy, Kazzy and I sleep in the living room (I could have slept in my own bed, but at that point, didn't wanna.) Myl's generously brought some bedding and stuff so we have a go at blowing up the airbed with a pump. Myl does it for a while, I send her to bed, Kazzy and I set to work on it.
And it don't work.
And then we break the pump.
And then I blow it up via sheer lungpower, and Kazzy sleeps on it, and everything's good. It's a hot night so we have the air conditioner going which turns out to be too cold, but I didn't want to turn it down on Kazzy while she was asleep in case it got too hot for her and she didn't know how to crank it back up. Turns out, she was cold too.
Kazzy... snuffles. (Well, she did that night :p ) The air con drowns it out so all's well, except I get cold and end up heading for my own bed and blankets.
Thus concludes my account of the Friday night :)