So I'm home. Which means Virginia and Lady Jane are also home and we're sad not to be together in the car or the house or in front of the Bellagio watching the water show. And yes, I should be sleeping. Or if I'm not going to sleep, I should at least be reading Momaday's House Made of Dawn for class tomorrow. Shame on me. (I love guilt ridden blog posts, don't you?) Since I arrived in Provo around 11:30, I have managed to avoid responsibility by (ooh, it's another eg list!)
1. Showing Sister (formerly known as LaLa) purchases made at the Primm factory outlet stores (there was going to be a blog entry titled "Primm and proper" about Lady Jane's and my outing, but, alas, no wireless connection to be found chez Virgina's parents)
2. inspecting my new phone (same number people, but as my phone broke, I no longer have your phone numbers. Please donate to the cause.)
3. considering ringtones with the help of Saule via IM (current contenders are Cake's "No Phone," Goo Goo Dolls "Broadway," Lauryn Hill's "Doo Wop," and Guster's "Fa Fa"). If you have a suggestion, please let me know. I hate decisions and I hate. . . other things.
4. Bath.
5. Attempted sleep. Not working. Going to look for more ringtones. Maybe sleep.
P.S. Edgy: Come to Fob. We still need to celebrate.
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Ahem. Edgy was at Fob last week. But, alas, eg was not. Regardless, Edgy looks forward to celebration in his honor.
And now, because eg is likely asleep, Edgy is going to call her with his phone number. :)
GUSTER! No contest.
I'm with indialect. Guster is the way to go.
So I tried calling you today so that you could have my phone number, but all the phone did was ring and ring and ring and ring and ring. Sigh. Maybe tomorrow.
At least we know SOMEONE gets calls, even if they don't pick up their phone...
eg? pick up the phone? never...
eg, I need you to call me about inscape.
Love, Duchess, your inscape stalker
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