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Friday's dinner party involved more wine than was entirely healthy, and conversations on such topics as Israeli military service, home schooling vs. non-schooling, fanfic, polyamory, and jewelry making.  So, a typically weird evening with my friends.  I left after midnight, and strange conversations continued on the ride home.  It was during a rant about the canon of Joss Whedon's vampires that I attempted to say that 'X' idea was more pop-psychology than anything scientific, and what came out of my mouth was 'pipe-psychology'.  Which derailed the conversation utterly, in our laughing attemps to define the new term.

Shopped until I dropped pretty darn literally on Saturday, then took a nap, then was out until almost 3 dancing.  I managed to pick up a 150' hose, a broom, and various and sundry small items we were in need of.  And, all without a car.  Yes, I carried the hose on the Metro.  Still, oddly, not the strangest thing I've ever transported via subway.  That would be a dolly full of wood, which was then used to construct a prairie-style dining table to seat 12.  Luckily for everyone involved, I wasn't the one making the table.

Today I did not mow the lawn.  I didn't do laundry, either.  Doing the dishes was about as productive as I was willing to be.

So now, to sleep.  Hope everyone else had a fabulous weekend, and more to share tomorrow, I'm sure.

Talked to my Mom early this morning; still haven't sent the gift & card, due to all the issues this week, but I don't really think she cares.  Due, of course, in large part to the fact that my brother will be re-entering the country tomorrow night.  *Growls at brother for showing up my gift by returning the grandchild.*

I've spent mosst of the past two days writing and puttering around the house.  I keep getting calls on my cell phone from machines.  It's very annoying, and usually results in me leaving my phone turned off or hiding in another part of the house, and missing a real phone call.  So far this weekend I've turned down via lack of response 2 invites to go do fun things.  Still, I've gotten a ton of laundry done, which I needed to do.

Now, back to work on FAA.  Oh, and I have a ficrec!  beer_good_foamy wrote a very short little drabble called Commercial Break.  Go read it, then read the two replies in the comments that continue the story.  I laughed entirely too hard.