On a MUCH brighter note, had dinner with the Mikey whom I adore. Dinner should have been a much finer dining experience, but when you're dealing with Mr. Indecisive it's hard to know when to start the prep, so hillbilly italian it was. I hate that because when you take your time and the ingredients are fresh everything is so much better, but we ended up talking and goofing off for so long that I had to throw dinner together at the last second. (Mikey, you missed out, I made the canoli today instead and they were so good!) Maybe next time I can get started on them earlier. The best part of this whole dinner fiasco was that I thought we could multi-task and watch the movie he brought over and eat pasta and marinara at the same time, Meat For Satan's Icebox, oh yeah, that's not one I will soon forget. Roomie came home during the movie and is now permenantly traumatized by anything SG. I really did have a great time and cannot wait to do it again. PunkNiteMike rocks my whirled and the movie, well, hot chicks n' blood...pasta n' stawberries, what's not to love?
I'm out for now and I love my SG darlings.
punknitemike:
here is that pic i was telling u about w/ GWAR:
