easy as sunday morning

[trochee]

Sunday was lovely. D and I stayed in all day -- we got up late, and I spent most of the morning on the internet. D. made pancakes with homemade applesauce, and I browsed the web. I worked on a post I've got brewing that may eventually make it into chr0me_kitten's Molly, and eventually I got around to getting to work.

D. did too, and we spent most of our afternoon sitting at the dining room table in her house together, she working on plays and I on software. I sometimes talk to myself while coding (I don't always notice) and by dinnertime, we were cracking each other up with refrains of "dammit, E---" which was my refrain for the afternoon. A certain E---'s software maintenance practices leave something to be desired, and I'm cleaning up after him a lot. But it made D. laugh because I kept saying it.

We decided to go out to dinner, but had a pleasureable detour in the midst of getting out of pajamas and into outdoor clothes. We went out to a big Mexican dinner, and rolled ourselves home afterwards, where I went back to work (fixed E---'s problems! yay!) and she finished her work reading the student plays as well.

D's roommate W came home, and for the first time in weeks, all her roommates were in the house. She and I watched another episode of the really-quite-impressive Cowboy Bebop, and went to bed.

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Goddamnit U... !