Monday, July 14, 2003

happy birthday, mom! dear ms. leslie lynn jacobs fell into this world 48 years ago today, only it was a thursday then. thats why she loooooves thursdays. i love thursdays, too, because thats the day when i get to see the lovely kids at java. uhm. anyway. so for my mother's birthday, she woke me up at 11something this morning and put a rather wet dog on me. that wasn't so cool. but she was in a good mood, and i think it made her happy to see me writhe. so i got up, and got dressed, and got generally ready to go to see this movie raising victor vargas, because it was mom's pick of the day, and she is determined to see a movie in the theatre every day for a week during her birthday celebrations. (so far she has been to four. she loved raising victor vargas, man on a train, and pirates of the caribbean. she HATED league of extraordinary gentlemen, mostly because of wicked old sean connery.) so around 12:30 (when we were supposed to be leaving) mom discovered that her keys were utterly gone. i finally found them in the most obvious place (bookshelf by the door, hello!?) half an hour later, so we had to wait for the next showing of the movie. mom, morgan, and i were the only people in the theatre. it was pretty nice, because we sat in the very middle of the room, and talked loudly, and ate our candies and had a lovely time. the movie was great, and as i said, mom loved it, which was the whole point. then we went to black lodge and rented a couple movies. one of which was serial mom (HAHAHAH) and a perfect birthday choice, if i do say so myself. near the end, elise called, and i called her back when it was over, but by that time she'd made other plans. ah well. she wants to hang tomorrow, which is cool. i feel like i haven't really seen her in a while. mom got lots of lovely birthday prezzies, and she is drinking her second india pale ale, and having a splendid time. she and morgan are watching bridget jones' diary, and i wish i was doing something other than sitting around... can't think of anything else to do, though. i'm so very boring. cheerio to no one! i save all my love for you...

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