' the hell happened there?

[kageygirl]

Nine hours later...

We left the house at 2pm to go to a housewarming party. And then: friends, food, booze, splitting up, regrouping at a bar, more food, more booze, possible line on a new job, plans to kick unsuspecting ass in an upcoming bar trivia tournament, the Boy morphing into Professor Boy briefly (no Superman lecture this time, but he did hold forth on Full Metal Jacket), splitting up again, regrouping at ice cream parlor, and then somehow I'm skipping down a street in Inman Square, in the rain, with a Neil Gaiman hardcover zipped into my leather jacket (American Gods, because I know that is the crucial detail of this story)...

... and now home again. And despite never having been more than slightly buzzed (the skipping was just a sugar high, believe it or not), I'm just not at all certain where the time went.

It confuses me so when I suddenly have an outside life. *g* Did I miss anything here?

Comments

[gigitrek.livejournal.com]

I temporarily went wanky. But now I'm back to normal.

The only Neil Gaiman book I've ever read is "Good Omens" (because I used to be a big Terry Pratchett fan.) I can't believe there's slash about it, though. I mean, where's the line, people?

[kageygirl.livejournal.com]

I mean, where's the line, people?

After seeing Bible slash, boy-band slash, Muppet slash, and Lego porn... I just stopped asking that question. I'm not sure I can handle the answer.

[reedfem.livejournal.com]

Lego porn?

I'm not certain I want to know.

[mmmchelle.livejournal.com]

Line?

There is no line.