We're gonna sco-o-ore tonight

Last night found me past the far tip of the subway line, enjoying Cosmic Bowling and birthday cake, and successfully defending my long-standing title as Queen of the "How Low Can You Go?" Score (despite some stiff competition from sarcasma).

Some people, however, had obviously done this before - the Thunder Bay people knocked the West Coast people right off the map (other than the birthday boy, who held his own beautifully), which I think says more about Thunder Bay than about anything else.

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I've decided that this weekend is All About Me. Why not, eh? Therefore, the house motto ("Fuck, whatEVER") will be applied to anything that's not fun, like housework and dealing with complicated Internet dealies, and instead I'm going to, I don't know, take myself out to eat, wander through craft fairs, read my enormous book, watch Sports Night, and generally loll around. Maybe go see a movie or something.

Hey, starfishchick, wanna go see Master & Commander with me again? Er, again, with me? You, again, and me, for the first time?

Sigh. Or maybe I should just stay home and practice writing sentences that make actual sense. :P