For Stacie's birthday, we went to a vegetarian Indian restaurant in Cary, where we struggled with the menu (well, aside from Srav, Stacie, and Rachel) and ended up with huge amounts of food, in various different shapes and sizes; Stacie's dosai in particular could have easily have doubled as a diggery-doo. After attempting (and failing) to eat our way through colossal amounts of Indian food, we went on to the perfect post-dinner venue: crazy golf! At 10pm!

It's been a very long time since I played crazy golf, and I wasn't very good at it back then, either. I surprised myself more than everybody else when I started out being quite good. Unfortunately, it was more luck than judgement; in most sports I can never learn how to repeat doing the right thing, so I varied from jammy to incredibly bad. I ended up finishing joint first with the birthday girl though (she likes it when you sing Stacie's Mom. No, really, she does. That look of death that she gives you is an exchange of thanks, or so I'm told).

So that was Wednesday (with added chocolate cake and Collin being his amusing self. Oh, and apparently Simon is a very British name). Thursday was a lazy day again, hanging out with Srav and Stacie at the Apple Store again, before being dropped off in Borders (by myself! KID IN SWEET SHOP!). The night was swallowed up by a huge storm; huge crackles of thunder seemingly inches away from us, and lightning that lit up the sky just like day. And I was in the laundry room at the time. Eep. Thankfully, it didn't last too long (and American washers and tumble driers still suck by the way), but we didn't do too much else last night, aside from watching a few episodes of Six Feet Under with Collin (and me remembering how much the show depresses me).

But today! Well, not too much either, so far. I did meet up with Kavi this afternoon though, which was lots of fun. She's spent the last year in Japan, so I haven't seen for a long time. Bunches of hugs and animated conversation about her last few days overseas (including a drunken karaoke session and The Club With Three People). Sadly, I probably won't see her again on this trip, but it was good to spend a few hours with her at least.

currently playing: ABC — The Look of Love
Stacie
August 1, 2005 10:48 PM

I hate you. And by that, naturally, I mean you're the kindest, most wonderful person on earth.

Nah. I don't wish painful, gruesome deaths upon singers of that song (though for my mom that is likely the case, ever since I told her the song made me think of my childhood friend Dave saying the same). Really it's more of a "Oh HOW clever. Really. Nobody has EVER thought of that one before." I'm sure you can imagine it, given your certainly-never-outmoded jokes about ISPs, right?

In all honesty, my problem lies in imagining that 1.5 years later the hysteria that the song provides anyone-but-Stacie-or-her-mom would have died down. But no.

Also, expect a look of death on Thursday.

Ian
August 2, 2005 6:31 PM

hehehehe. Some jokes just get funnier the more often they're repeated! 8-). Muahahahaha

Mighty Mouse! I fell in love with a mouse today. It's very disturbing...

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