I also saw a guy wearing a kidney belt and black low-riders with a white t-shirt that was somehow tucked into the low-riders. Not a very flattering style, but at least I didn't have to see the crack of his ass. I'm thankful for small favors.
Work: Lunch today sucked. I sat in the breakroom with four other people who were engaged in two conversations, neither of which I could contribute anything to, because I would have been butting in. I felt as if I might as well not have been there. God forbid that they might have actually included me in either conversation.
Still, something good did happen today, but I'll talk about that later.
Space: Tomorrow is Apollo Day!
Food: I ate a peanut butter and honey sandwich tonight. It was glorious! *happy sigh*
HBP: I am in the 'Slug's Memory' chapter now, or whatever it's called. I look forward to reading more tonight.
SPH: At Red Lobster last Friday night, I passed by the lobster tank and had a flashback of Ernie MacMillan's birthday party at the restaurant in Kinross. I love the notion of Death-Eaters being chased across the floor by lobsters. (g)
Gaming: I am seriously considering starting a post-graduation RPG centered around Diagon and Knockturn Alleys. It would be LJ-based and freeform, with people collaborating on plots at their discretion. Original characters are welcome. If this interests you, please let me know by writing to email@example.com