Just because there's nothing else going on to write about, I made a list of my favorite things to eat in Philly. Here it is, in no particular order:
1. Risotto with barbeque rib meat at Angelina
2. Ginger cured salmon with tempura nori at Buddakan
3. Dungeness crabs and crab fries at Chickie's & Pete's
4. Pumpkin-ricotta ravioli with sage brown butter at Astral...
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1. Risotto with barbeque rib meat at Angelina
2. Ginger cured salmon with tempura nori at Buddakan
3. Dungeness crabs and crab fries at Chickie's & Pete's
4. Pumpkin-ricotta ravioli with sage brown butter at Astral...
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designaddict:
thankyou so much for the advice! that is exactly what i was thinking....plus hes getting his own dog so what if we do break up and i realize i had to give up a cat and he gets to take the dog,,,,that would suck. so anyways, thanks 
designaddict:
oh by the way...Tucker is the cutest little cutie ever! 
Yesterday Andrea, my dog walker, called to tell me there was a gas leak at the house and she was taking Tucker with her. I called my landlord, who went to check on the place. Turns out he had been running his car in the garage downstairs (I guess with the door closed) and completely filled the house with fumes. Now I ask you, who...
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Ugh. Still trying to recover from Blue Ball weekend. It's been way too long since I carried on like that. I called in sick today but I'm still sitting at home working... well, sort of. SG is so much more interesting than writing user guides. And there's something wonderfully subversive about looking at naked chicks on my work computer. We have this porn filtering software...
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hellsforheroes:
what the hell, you are a pervert too...great...i don't think the clubs too exclusive though...and umm...make mint jelly out of salvia divornum....god shows up for a cameo and then your brain melts...its kinda fun, actually its so-so, kinda like limbo.
Last night... Blue Ball... fucking incredible. I am still rolling... forgot how that makes me have to get out of bed to pee every hour, though. I'm also a little ragged. Dancing muscles are like any other--you have to keep working them out, and I haven't lately. Ugh! Two more parties to go...
scandalous:
Thanx for the compliment on my 1st set!! 
I hate shopping in winter, especially the week after it snows. You have to put on 72 layers, pick your way across mounds of gray ice, and take turns with other people because the sidewalks aren't shoveled enough for more than one person to get by at a time. If you manage to get to the store without falling on your ass, you have to...
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lexiedeluxe:
Yes! EXACTLY like Randy! Only taller...
The philthy shirt was from gmart. And check out this Eagles one from Greasy Waitress.
[Edited on Jan 29, 2005 11:35AM]
The philthy shirt was from gmart. And check out this Eagles one from Greasy Waitress.
[Edited on Jan 29, 2005 11:35AM]
hellsforheroes:
it worked for Mr. Vincent Van Gogh
Blue Ball is this weekend--hooray! Nothing like a circuit party (aka big gay rave) to make a girl forget about the daily grind... and lose a few pounds in the process. Jeans just seem to fit better after dancing for 8 or 10 hours at a stretch, three days in a row. I'm just wondering if I can still hang with the big boys... it's...
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There is way too much leakage in my life right now. For one, Tucker's anal glands keep leaking. Or perhaps he's expressing them on purpose. The stench is unbearable, but thankfully it only lasts a few minutes. One time he did it on my lap, at work in L.A. I was meeting with my boss and I swear he thought either I farted or the...
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hellsforheroes:
drip...drip...