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Date Night!
To cheer me up, Lance took me out on a date tonight.
As we were leaving, we ran into our neighbor down the street - the guy who sold this house, actually (the seller's agent)...he was walking his dog, and he stopped to chat with us for a few minutes. His dog was getting antsy, so we parted ways, and Lance and I headed off to Kent Station.
We split a pizza at Pizzeria Fondi, picked up some ice cream at Cold Stone, then came home, put on our pajamas, and ate our ice cream while watching Borat.
Pardon my french, but man, that is one FUCKED UP movie! I don't think I will ever see it again, and honestly, I don't understand its popularity. Holy crap. The only scene that actually made me laugh was when he had the bear in the ice cream truck. The rest of the movie was weird and stupid, and I felt uncomfortable during most of it.
Anyway, after that was over, Lance went into the office, and I turned out all the lights, poured myself some White Zin, and watched Phantom of the Opera. There. Much better. Gerard Butler is pure sex. Even with half his face mangled.
Lance wondered what all the howling was that was going on in the living room. HAHAHA. It's not howling, my dear. It's opera.
As we were leaving, we ran into our neighbor down the street - the guy who sold this house, actually (the seller's agent)...he was walking his dog, and he stopped to chat with us for a few minutes. His dog was getting antsy, so we parted ways, and Lance and I headed off to Kent Station.
We split a pizza at Pizzeria Fondi, picked up some ice cream at Cold Stone, then came home, put on our pajamas, and ate our ice cream while watching Borat.
Pardon my french, but man, that is one FUCKED UP movie! I don't think I will ever see it again, and honestly, I don't understand its popularity. Holy crap. The only scene that actually made me laugh was when he had the bear in the ice cream truck. The rest of the movie was weird and stupid, and I felt uncomfortable during most of it.
Anyway, after that was over, Lance went into the office, and I turned out all the lights, poured myself some White Zin, and watched Phantom of the Opera. There. Much better. Gerard Butler is pure sex. Even with half his face mangled.
Lance wondered what all the howling was that was going on in the living room. HAHAHA. It's not howling, my dear. It's opera.