Last night was
troutkitty's office Christmas party. I talked her into fancy clothes, and it was fun, despite the bad buffet food (dry roast beef with obviously packaged gravy and frozen corn with green onion were the low points, along with soggy only mostly-defrosted cream puffs--but I am spoiled from working many excellent buffets at Heritage Park as an undergrad). The hypnotist who was the entertainment was not as cringe-worthy as we were afraid he'd be, and we totally scored in the door prize department with 1kg of milk chocolate and a gift certificate to East Side Mario's.
So, tonight we went for mediocre chain restaurant food, and came home to watch Star Trek. We've been trying to have Star Trek Movie Date Night for ages. It is of the shiny, and I am enjoying it.
troutkitty is full of squee, of course.
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So, tonight we went for mediocre chain restaurant food, and came home to watch Star Trek. We've been trying to have Star Trek Movie Date Night for ages. It is of the shiny, and I am enjoying it.
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