First LJ lines of each month in 2010, from
ratontheroad
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January: All my friends are doing this, so hey, why not?
February: A team just back-tasted the cheese puzzle.
March: Like many geeky-type people, Mike is pretty oblivious in general.
April: Scene: the mailroom, at the beginning of the morning shift.
May: Since Mom will be in town, I've decided to host a games/puzzles gathering at the @Cave the night before commencement.
June: Each one goes to the highest bidder, even if the highest bid is cost-of-shipping.
July: It's Thursday morning of con and I've already gone on a Starbucks puzzle walkaround with Zebraboy and T McAy (who worked out the final answer from flavortext and enumeration, being, y'know, them), gazed at Mount Rainier with my toes in the water while discussing ice cream flavors with 42itous, rolled down a glorious grassy hill several times, had phallus pillows thrown at me while flopping in a cuddle pile that ranged between two and eight of my favorite people over the course of the evening, divided up the cuddle pile into teams of "Hathor and the boys she's lying on" and "Hooligan and the boys she's lying on" for Jangler's (truly excellent) pub trivia game, and ended up at a sort of punk-rock diner place that sold vegan huevos rancheros and fried Oreos at two in the morning.
August: Henry: An iceberg is not a food item.
September: Basic respect and common sense: don't do the comment cross-posting thing on locked entries.
October: In my firsthand experience, guys under 21 or so basically don't perform oral sex.
November: On October 11th, Coming Out Day, I posted a Facebook status saying that I'm bi and poly, if anyone hadn't noticed.
December: Me: (something about disappointment involving dopamine in the anterior cingulate cortex)
February: A team just back-tasted the cheese puzzle.
March: Like many geeky-type people, Mike is pretty oblivious in general.
April: Scene: the mailroom, at the beginning of the morning shift.
May: Since Mom will be in town, I've decided to host a games/puzzles gathering at the @Cave the night before commencement.
June: Each one goes to the highest bidder, even if the highest bid is cost-of-shipping.
July: It's Thursday morning of con and I've already gone on a Starbucks puzzle walkaround with Zebraboy and T McAy (who worked out the final answer from flavortext and enumeration, being, y'know, them), gazed at Mount Rainier with my toes in the water while discussing ice cream flavors with 42itous, rolled down a glorious grassy hill several times, had phallus pillows thrown at me while flopping in a cuddle pile that ranged between two and eight of my favorite people over the course of the evening, divided up the cuddle pile into teams of "Hathor and the boys she's lying on" and "Hooligan and the boys she's lying on" for Jangler's (truly excellent) pub trivia game, and ended up at a sort of punk-rock diner place that sold vegan huevos rancheros and fried Oreos at two in the morning.
August: Henry: An iceberg is not a food item.
September: Basic respect and common sense: don't do the comment cross-posting thing on locked entries.
October: In my firsthand experience, guys under 21 or so basically don't perform oral sex.
November: On October 11th, Coming Out Day, I posted a Facebook status saying that I'm bi and poly, if anyone hadn't noticed.
December: Me: (something about disappointment involving dopamine in the anterior cingulate cortex)