5:30 AM: eventually knocked it off and went to bed.
9:00 AM: woke up to alarm.
9:09 AM: woke up to snooze alarm
9:15 AM: checked on status of roommate.
10:00 AM: checked on status of roommate again.
11:00-ish AM: was instructed in not-so-arcane-after-all arts of turkey.
11:30-ish: E arrived. Lunatic still in nightgown.
Much chattering and giggling ensued. eris_raven
was introduced; she hid in the closet. Lunatic eventually dressed. wibbble
called to demonstrate his Evil Laugh, and I got to listen to some quality husband/wife joking over the phone. I also got to talk to wibbble
, who initially might as well have been speaking a different language. I gradually came to understand a fair amount of what he was saying, though, except when he spoke too quietly for my poor damaged ear to pick up.
Clover showed up. Much merriment was had. I got another chicken calendar.
The can-opener joke was explained to me.
The Viking showed up. I remained mostly in my room. wibbble
's flatmates had to use the phone. votania
and E beadgeeked; E and I looked at my rocks. Not etchings, rocks.
5:00 PM: E had to leave, sort of. Her brother was on his way to pick her up.
5:15 PM: Brother was supposed to arrive.
5:30 PM: Brother was summoned using time-honored Eristic techniques. Hugged E goodbye. Suspect may have unsettled little brother.
The Viking had to leave, at some point. Must insist on shaking hands first, rather than allowing him to hug me.
Had supper. Good supper. Mangled the turkey. Little Fayoumis eats vegetables better with a spoon than a fork; with the fork, he has the excuse of picking them up one by one and taking forever to chew them.
People collapsed. I put away and cleaned up. We watched Shanghai Noon
, which was not quite as any of us had remembered it (wasn't there supposed to be a pillowfight? And more goings-on in the town besides just a barfight?) but still good. A little too much cursing for my LF-screening tastes, but Mommy does say worse.
After the movie, Mommy and Marx went out in search of Kleenex for his poor, cold-ravaged nose. As Mommy and I have decided that 11 or midnight is a reasonable bedtime hour for LF on vacations/some weekends, I deemed it time to chill him out. He brushed his teeth, got into his pajamas, and was on the couch with me reading when they got back.
Nice day for chilling and relaxing and generally having fun.
I pity the kittens.