Happiness is...
Greek cafe food followed by terrific sex in an...unusual...position, followed by snuggling under the comforter to watch Denis Leary guesting on the Daily Show.
(I started this post when I got in, and then got distracted by a multi-hour voyage through stale DNS zones, which sort of took most of the lingering smug contentment off. Bah. That sort of thing is, by the bye, the #1 killer of my unborn LJ posts--by the time I actually get back to what I was thinking about, the shiny has worn off.)
(I started this post when I got in, and then got distracted by a multi-hour voyage through stale DNS zones, which sort of took most of the lingering smug contentment off. Bah. That sort of thing is, by the bye, the #1 killer of my unborn LJ posts--by the time I actually get back to what I was thinking about, the shiny has worn off.)

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Though I'd rather do it in a Mini--!
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(Anonymous) 2006-05-17 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)no subject
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This tends to slay my posts, especially if it's just reporting something weird I saw along my commute. Like, from earlier this week, the otherwise august Transit Museum merchandise ad featuring the heading “New York Bling”. (I am not making this up, nor was it obviously doctored.)
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Will you draw a diagram the next time I see you?
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I can't think of anyone who deserves one more. I'm glad you're putting it to such good use.