kjpepper | *pat tummy*

How is it that I forget sometimes how much fun it is to go out and just have a good time with good friends, gabbing and being silly over cups of cocoa and plates of food that really isn't good for anyone by any stretch of the imagination?

of course, any occasion where I get to go out with

gossamer_gull and

inle_rah is a good one, especially if there's restaurant involved. We all wound up meeting g.g. at the Rt. 9 Diner, where much wisecracking about touching the cookies ensued. Sadly, no

lysscat to be found there, so we couldn't harass her about touching her cookies. So we spent some quality time touching the jukebox at our table instead, settling with some nice selections of Sinatra, Steppenwolf, Grateful Dead, Led Zeppelin, the chick that sings "These Boots were Made for walking"... and what was the sixth one we picked? ah well. Funny thing: CD 49 in the jukebox contains country hits of 2004. Bad country hits of 2004. (yes, I know, most of you out there automatically think there's a redundancy present in "bad country music." Hear me out on this one.) The track names for this album are hilarious - I was rather charmed by "I Love NASCAR."

The time was good - all of us seemed to be rather in rare form tonight. Especially ms. birthday girl, who had apparently spent her day consuming copious amounts of caffiene, and loved it when the waitress erred nine years on the young side of her actual age when asked to guess. And a special treat came in the form of

myburningviolin with her retinue; she stayed by our table to chitchat with us for a bit and once she sat down with her boys, much cross-diner silliness abounded. (Apparently 32 is "too old" to play with your food - I'm going to make the most of the next six years I think.) Luckily it seemed to be a fairly slow night so we avoided getting kicked out. Even if g.g. did yank up

sundart's shirt to flashing level in an attempt to execute a zerbert with an ice cube in her mouth.

So... a good time was had by all, my tummy is full of breakfast and piepiepiepiepie...PIE, and I am quite happy and resolved to go out and shoot the shit with more friend type people over food.