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dibs on the centerpiece
04/21/2008 = 09:19 AM

I know, all right?

It's not like nothing's cooking, just, everything's simmering and nothing's yet up to a full, rolling boil. When the lid blows, you'll be the first ones in the burn ward for scald injuries, I promise.

Okay, I took that metaphor a bit farther than I meant to.

Next week will be better. First of all, I should, by then, have a better idea of what's going on here, so I can update you.

Second of all, next week begins Prom Week.

http://andthepursuitofhappiness.blogspot.com/2008/04/
this-year-i-want-wrist-corsage.html

I already have one date; possibly two, because I asked Peter and, when he said yes, I asked him to ask Quin so we could go as a threesome.

Peter might be a wee - bit - lavender - not - that - there's - anything - wrong - with - that, but he is still a Boy, and I believe he is just as eager as any boy to be the meat in a Quin and Golf Widow sandwich.

Unless he's vegan. I can never remember who is and who isn't.

He might want to be the Boca in a Quin and Golf Widow sandwich, which is just as good, as long as you don't try to pretend it's real meat.

Anyway, I'm more excited about this prom than I was about my actual senior prom, to which I basically only went because my hetero-lifemate (blog pretty well ignored to defunctitude by now or I'd link it), who went to prom like it was her job, told me I'd regret it if I didn't.

You'll hear more about why I wouldn't have regretted it so much, next week.

That's all I really have, for the nonce (neener).

Go read the link above to see how to participate. If you decide you're going to prom, too, let me know in comments; we'll all sit at the same table and we can go to Denny's for afterprom.

Shut up. We don't have a Waffle House here.

Tags: Prom Week

drinking: coffee
listening to: nothing
earbird: that bible-camp "i love the world" song, as sung by the discovery channel