i am listening to fatboy slim. no good can come of this.

yeah, so, my pasta yesterday was a success - although, rather predictably, the food wasn’t exactly the highlight of the evening. ahem. anyway. gundam showed up six thirtyish and there was rejoicing and playing of sonic 2 and cooking of pasta and eating of breadsticks and all was well with the world. i just wish summer would hurry up and be over already. i don’t find anything even vaguely appealing about hot, damp weather. seriously. not even a little.

after the pasta - which i’m definitely going to make again, as it was mad tasty and really not at all that hard to make - we geeked around for a bit and watched fight club until there was sleepiness. bryan has asked myself and gundam to officially take over the running of efnet’s #velvetacidchrist, so we spent a little time figuring out some bots and who’s going to end up with ops and whatnot. i’m happy, because pretty much everyone i like from the channel has come back and the absolute lamest are gone, so that works out well.