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( May. 20th, 2011 08:16 am)
You guys! The guy who works for our main caterer and delivers the food is a really nice older guy, very friendly, good with people etc. We all like him. So I told him yesterday morning about my cab woes the other day and this morning!

Bob: "I know you were very stressed out about the cab being so late and it really ruined you day--"

farwing: *where the hell is he going with this?*

Bob: "--so I got you a gift."

And then he handed me a little yellow Hot Wheels taxi cab!

Bob: "So now you never have to wait for a cab again!

Ahahahaha! I shall carry it with me always! Best joke gift ever?

Also, yesterday I got the Fluevog boots I ordered and they fit me and are comfortable and they are like my first Fluevog boots except black & grey and calf-high instead of brown and ankle-high. They are so amazing. I need more skirts that fit me so I can show them off.

(Also last night Ms. Corrupt and I went out for ice cream and got sushi instead. Yum.)

Happy Friday everyone!
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( May. 13th, 2011 07:26 pm)
The scene:

farwing sees and hears three children on scooters coming fast around the corner, followed by two dads on foot, and becomes friendly with a stone wall to avoid collision:

A father: "Look out, there's a person!"

(The children steer around farwing and zoom past.)

AF: "And don't run over anyone else!"

AF, to farwing: "Have you ever been run over by a scooter? A whole pack of them?"

farwing: "No! It would have been an experience. Something to tell my grandchildren!"
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( Dec. 21st, 2010 08:21 am)
Almond milk is pretty excellent in coffee. Especially as I am trying to avoid milk on a account of a tiny head cold. I'm gonna see if I can maybe make it a bonsai type head cold. Very small, in a pretty ceramic pot with small pebbles, maybe some moss...

Perhaps I am a bit odd today. More odd than usual even.

It snowed yesterday! I wrote a poem thing on Twitter:

Walking along the bike path last night
a man smoked a clove cigarette as the snow fell.
It was wonderful. True winter has arrived in white.

Needs work, yeah?

Stuck at the reception desk until The Horrible D gets here. Snow makes everyone late but me. I am really fond of snow. It crunches under foot and softens the edges of things and it's just lovely and cold and...*does the chair dance of enthusiasm*

The Charles is patchy white and grey-- white where there is enough ice for the snow to cling to, grey where it hasn't frozen over yet.

Yesterday at work my coworker PJ was carrying a bagel on a plate and had a plastic knife in his mouth:

me: "That's not a good thing to carry in your mouth."
PJ: "Well, I couldn't find my ice pick."
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( Mar. 13th, 2010 11:28 pm)
Dear Internets:

I am addicted to you. I think we should spend some time apart. But...that requires will power. Fuck.


I went to a Dropkick Murphys concert last night with [livejournal.com profile] doma and it was fun. We had gone to a bar with [livejouranl.com profile] twitch124 beforehand but we only had one drink each. Unlike everyone else on the green line last night. It was Public Transportation Theatre indeed. It went something like this:

Very Cheerful Very Drunk Guy to the entire train: "Are you having fun?"
farwing: "Of course! What's to prevent us?"
VCVDG: "Let me give you a high five for that answer!"
farwing: "Sure!"

VCVDG: "I'm from New Hampshire! We hang from subway polls like this!"
farwing: "Do you have different gravity in New Hampshire?"
VCVDG: "Yes! Because we don't have taxes!"
farwing: "Oh, is that what holds us down here?!"

VCVDG: "Are you really going to the Dropkick Murphys concert too?"
farwing: "Yes. Really."

His much more sober friend was all "yeah, he's kind of more sober than usual right now." which was...worrying. But at least he had a friend along.

The Dropkick Murphys concert was where all the drunks in Boston were headed last night, dontchaknow. And then we sold our extra tickets to drunk people outside the venue. One guy to whom we sold a ticket insisted I call him my Cousin Brian. Although I am half Irish, I do not actually have a cousin Brian. In fact....I don't think I am related to anyone named Brian.

Not My Cousin Brian: "Can I buy you a drink?"
farwing: "No, thank you. We are as un-sober as we wish to be."

Also: I am not used to being the tall one in my concert-going group. There were some assholes who insisted on sexydancing (with lots of elbows and a plastic cup of beer) right in our space. I had to glare holes at them a lot. doma was very good at sticking her elbows out defensively. There was also a guy behind us who was doing his fair share of glaring at them as well, which was nice.

Coming home from the T last night was...wet. Umbrellas are pretty much useless in Boston, but a nice long trench coat would be quite helpful, I think.

Yargh it is my sister Lou's birthday on Wednesday (yes, St. Patrick's Day) and I should really get a birthday package ready for her. Also remember to call her on the day. I'm probably not the worst sister ever, right? Just the flakiest.
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( Feb. 15th, 2010 01:25 am)
farwing: "Seasonal fruit salsa? What's seasonal in February?"
[livejournal.com profile] veejane: "Nothing. It's going to be parsnips. Parsnips and wizened apples."

veejane: "It's not like boiling a Great Dane in a Chihuahua's milk."
farwing: "That would take a lot of Chihuahuas."


There was Vietnamese food with lots of bright, colorful veggies, and we've been watching a lot of Life and...

farwing: "It's the kind of Pho that you just can't get in prison."

There was a woman in high heel shoes, bare legs, and a winter coat that completely concealed any dress you might have been wearing underneath:

farwing: "I mean, we are drinking iced beverages, but at least we're dressed."


farwing: "He's crazycakes? I thought I was crazycakes. Can we both be--"
E: "You're crazybakery! I may be crazycakes, but you are crazybakery."

farwing: "What's up with him?"
Ms. Corrupt: "I don't know. He's been extra stroppy all afternoon."
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( Dec. 7th, 2009 04:37 pm)
Thanks for the snowflakes! (Apparently they are snowflake cookies? Why? They just look like stylized snowflakes to me. The world is kind of confusing.)

I walked all over Camberville with [livejournal.com profile] taliaferro & [livejournal.com profile] rwatsoff today and now my knees want to pop out and my feet are insisting on new sneakers and possibly a palanquin. Wimps.

Anyway, fun was had by all. taliaferro purchased many books of a Indian history nature, then got a snazzy new bag to help carry them home to The Other Cambridge. They need to come visit here more often. *nods*

rwatsoff: "You could go on a Scone Tour of Boston. We could be the Rolling Scones!"

taliaferro: "You need to go to IKEA, have them Ivar your head. Ivar for your neurons."
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( Nov. 23rd, 2009 12:28 pm)
"Well, we're Canadian, so Thanksgiving is a spectator sport..." -RK, talking to someone else while walking into the elevator.
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( Nov. 15th, 2009 12:03 pm)
Last night I attended a most amusing party. \O/

[livejournal.com profile] cthulhia decided that what the world really needed was some sort of Real Genius/Dune crossover:

"Spice. Is. Nice."

"Paul Atreides, I must compliment you on your footwear."

And also [livejournal.com profile] crs helped compose the following to the tune of "I'm a Little Teapot":

"I'm a little hedgehog short and stout,
here is my tail and here is my snout."

So...that was fun. Sometimes I forget to be social and then I go interact with other human beings just to see if my social skills still work and it's always nice to find that they do...good times.
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( Sep. 12th, 2009 10:59 pm)
AW, the new housemate: "It's not snobby, it's discerning."
farwing: *laughter*
AW: "I don't even believe that."
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( Sep. 9th, 2009 01:37 pm)
farwing, filling out a cab voucher: "Hey...it's 09/09/09."
Guy for whom the cab will arrive: "Yeah, apparently lots of people were trying to get married today."
farwing: "But it's the middle of the week. If it were a weekend I'd be all set, find some random person to marry and then...have a lucky wedding date."
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( Aug. 27th, 2009 02:29 pm)
It's Thursday (thank god) and when I brought the leftover breakfast stuff up from the training rooms to the 5th floor (where the poor starving engineers live) I said:

"There's muffins in them thar hills!"

So...how's it going with you folks?
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( Jun. 10th, 2009 08:30 am)
Once upon a time ursa_cerulean was really hungry. She had finished her lemon-sorbet-with-hot-fudge-sauce and was looking into her empty paper ice cream bowl with great sadness.

alizarin_hedgehog: "You could eat the bowl."
ursa_cerulean: "No thanks."
farwing: "Wouldn't it be great if they made edible ice cream bowls?"
ursa_cerulean: "That's what ice cream cones are."
farwing: "Oh...hey!"
alizarin_hedgehog: "Did that conversation really just happen?"
farwing: "Yes. Because I'm moron. A funny moron, but a moron."

I think I should invest in some sleep. My sleep bank is down to the last zzzzzzz. I'm so tired I nearly forgot to drink my coffee. I had the opportunity to go to sleep early last night and I did not take it. I should go do work now.
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( May. 9th, 2009 09:21 pm)
[profile] squirrilitude: "We are all unique snowflakes, just like everyone else."
farwing: "I'm a snowflake with teeth. They call me 'Bitchy the Snowflake'".
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( Apr. 24th, 2009 08:21 am)
The scene: [profile] twitch124 and [personal profile] farwing are on Boylston Street, having just left Bukowski Tavern. A ridiculous and noisy silver sports car speeds past.

farwing: "Oh my god, what's wrong with your penis?!?"
twitch124: "Hopefully not the same thing that's wrong with his muffler."
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( Apr. 22nd, 2009 04:56 pm)
farwing, answering the phone with skill and grace: "Ow. I just smashed my finger. Good afternoon [company name]!"

*sigh* It's not even that I'm having a bad day you guys. Plus, I'm laughing at myself pretty hard, here. Because I am Highly Skilled in the Klutzy Arts. Ooooh! I know! If I were a professor at Hogwarts I would totally teach a class called "Defense Against the Klutz Arts". Or possibly I would just want to take that class. Either way, it would be awesome.

What silly-ass class would you all teach at Hogwarts?

And now it is time to go hooooooome!!!!!!!!


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