Thursday, December 11, 2008

Get the butter, indeed

"Last Tango in Paris" was... yeah. I'm gonna have to do some research on just what the hell it was.
Went to the clinic. Why do I always bail on the clinic? I always have fun when I go and then we all go for coffee afterwards and I love everyone and I feel happy. I mean, I really, really have no excuse to bail now since it's the only regular commitment I now have. Heh. Plus? Hot men abound. Hot, fit men in form fitting clothing. Nice.
Actually, I do have a bit on the go right now. Coffee in Kerrisdale with L tomorrow. Then a bunch of runners are getting together for drinks tomorrow night to celebrate D's 63rd marathon. Yeah. He's 52 and has run 63 marathons. His last one was in Vegas this past weekend so we're all eager to meet his Vegas wife. I think it'll be a piss up. If there's one thing that runners are good at, it's drinking.
It's all good. I think I could be a kept woman.
Anyone wanna keep me?

1 comment:

judith said...

I used to feel the same way about going to my Spanish class... dreaded going, but had the best time once I got there. Go at least you have coffee after, we didn't even do that.