When suburbanites attack!
Dec. 15th, 2002 03:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebitterguySo, yeah, annual Christmas party last night (I'm thinking of turning it into a semi annual party, to celebrate Australian Christmas in June).
pyat and his ruvery wife were in attendance, as were mr_weasel and his room mate and old journalism school buddy of mine Gary H. Colleen & Peter, aka the parents of zenten managed to come by.
It was good. Dinner took a little longer than we'd have hoped; I was delayed on my gift pilgrimage to Crossed swords by the fact I end up chatting with Andre every time we're within 10 feet of each other.
Add in the fact I found every wrong way to go in history (you can't get from Dixie to the 403 offramp. I had to take the Long Way. You can't get from Park Royal to Jane. So I had to take The Long Way. Etc). I got a few Christmassy CDs from Entertainment Liquidator (as well as the B5 shadow wars utility; Yay 5 year old cd-roms!).
The bird was, I thought, too big, but it turned out to be juuuust right. Well, almost, anyway; I didn't get as much meat as I'd have liked, and instead poured my sadness into eating stuffing, mashed potatoes and salad. The carrots were gone too.
We didn't end up eating any of the delightful torte collectionpyat provided, which is a shame. We also didn't get to open ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mr_weasel's wine, which is somewhat unfortunate. Because I likes the wine.
But, yes. Delightful food, wonderful company. I enjoy it significantly. We spoke of games, toys, geekdom, and other stuff.
There was some small gift exchange (cards, mostly). Colleen got Cindy & I some bears and a box of 'clix, from which I pulled a Commissioner Gordon. Which I will now trade for a Vision, if given a chance. Or possibly a Nightcrawler.
Now, it's off to Nemesis. Against my better jdugement, but it WAS my idea. What was I smoking?
pyat and his ruvery wife were in attendance, as were mr_weasel and his room mate and old journalism school buddy of mine Gary H. Colleen & Peter, aka the parents of zenten managed to come by.It was good. Dinner took a little longer than we'd have hoped; I was delayed on my gift pilgrimage to Crossed swords by the fact I end up chatting with Andre every time we're within 10 feet of each other.
Add in the fact I found every wrong way to go in history (you can't get from Dixie to the 403 offramp. I had to take the Long Way. You can't get from Park Royal to Jane. So I had to take The Long Way. Etc). I got a few Christmassy CDs from Entertainment Liquidator (as well as the B5 shadow wars utility; Yay 5 year old cd-roms!).
The bird was, I thought, too big, but it turned out to be juuuust right. Well, almost, anyway; I didn't get as much meat as I'd have liked, and instead poured my sadness into eating stuffing, mashed potatoes and salad. The carrots were gone too.
We didn't end up eating any of the delightful torte collection
pyat provided, which is a shame. We also didn't get to open mr_weasel's wine, which is somewhat unfortunate. Because I likes the wine.But, yes. Delightful food, wonderful company. I enjoy it significantly. We spoke of games, toys, geekdom, and other stuff.
There was some small gift exchange (cards, mostly). Colleen got Cindy & I some bears and a box of 'clix, from which I pulled a Commissioner Gordon. Which I will now trade for a Vision, if given a chance. Or possibly a Nightcrawler.
Now, it's off to Nemesis. Against my better jdugement, but it WAS my idea. What was I smoking?
