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Feb. 5th, 2007 10:44 amIn case any of you are filled with a burning desire to know how my weekend was.
Friday was poker, which![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lucifermourning and I lost at quickly. I reckon I used up my luck (and possibly hers as well) in the previous poker game I played. This left us free to play The Sims and World of Warcraft, so we didn't particularly mind.
I was far more successful with my culinary experiments earlier in the evening with some tasty lamb chops in red wine sauce and creamy potato gratin. All hail the Master Chef! Now I just need some groovy power armour and a jeep called a Puma or something.
Saturday: Haircut. Grocery shopping. Chinese takeout. Evening of roleplaying indarklittlefox's Gotham By Night, a cheesy game filled with headbreakingly complex metaphysical theory.
Sunday:lucifermourning had work, so I indulged in a spot of Warcrack. And then a little more. And them some more. And then I mainlined it through my eyeballs into my brain, a brain-scouring electronic fix that left me little more than quivering wreck longing for the next "ding!". So, a good day in all.
Friday was poker, which
lucifermourning and I lost at quickly. I reckon I used up my luck (and possibly hers as well) in the previous poker game I played. This left us free to play The Sims and World of Warcraft, so we didn't particularly mind.I was far more successful with my culinary experiments earlier in the evening with some tasty lamb chops in red wine sauce and creamy potato gratin. All hail the Master Chef! Now I just need some groovy power armour and a jeep called a Puma or something.
Saturday: Haircut. Grocery shopping. Chinese takeout. Evening of roleplaying in
darklittlefox's Gotham By Night, a cheesy game filled with headbreakingly complex metaphysical theory.Sunday:
lucifermourning had work, so I indulged in a spot of Warcrack. And then a little more. And them some more. And then I mainlined it through my eyeballs into my brain, a brain-scouring electronic fix that left me little more than quivering wreck longing for the next "ding!". So, a good day in all.
