eggstone2000: hey.
no_temptation: hey.
eggstone2000: do you think poor penmanship in a turn-off?
no_temptation: hmm..... well, maybe not a turnoff, but i think penmanship can be a total turn-on. but yeah, if it's poor it's kinda sucky.
eggstone2000: hehe
eggstone2000: i was just thinking about that. because i was looking at some old crush tapes that were given to me. and, the handwriting on them is way good.
eggstone2000: ok, my theory is, that it's a much bigger deal to guys, when a girl has nice or bad handwriting. and girls just have really low expectations of guys' handwriting. so it's less of a big deal. i know there've been times when i've seen really poor handwriting from girls and thought "omg, is this person deranged or something?"
eggstone2000: <-- sexist pig. :
no_temptation: yeah, i think that's true... you've got really good handwriting. but i prefer girls handwriting when it's not all loopy.
eggstone2000: tru dat. i like my fonts sans serif and my handwriting pretty but clean. :P
no_temptation: hehe. that's the same way i like my girls: sans serif. :)
eggstone2000: ROFL. a girl with serifs? bad news. :(
no_temptation: yeah they get caught on sharp corners...

i went to this dance club called death rock bootycall, at a bar called stud.� is there anything more to say, really?� ok i guess so.� but i could stop right there and be pretty satisfied.� once you've made a call for death rock booty, you may as well call it a night.� something like that.� the music was good.� they played the undertones' "teenage kicks."� danced around a lot all night, did not get any studs, heard about how easy it is to have the "buy a house and have babies" plan be called off so easily, wondered if people will party like they did in occupied paris, won a free game of pinball, and kind of doubted that o pamela would go over all that well.� at midnight the birthday boy turned 25.� yay.

after the bar closed, we headed over to orphan andy's.� listened to him sobbing about how he wished he could meet someone new and fall in love, her consoling him, and me saying "ok you two need to shut the fuck up, or i'm gonna kill myself."� food was pretty ok, the jukebox was awesome.� one of the boys paid me a compliment on my "love bites" badge.� why, thank you for noticing... *wink.*� even after eating and having plenty of time to sober up, still had to prop him up and keep him off the ground, till he got to bed.� yes, i was the babysitter tonight.� for a change.

the jukebox -

new order - ceremony
destiny's child - independent women
patsy cline - i fall to pieces
peaches - fuck the pain away

went home impossibly late again.� impossible!� impossible! but, you know, it's worth it.� gotta do it for the friends.� happy, happy birthday, baby...