February 22nd, 2006
|08:31 pm - Pizza, anyone?|
I need someone to go to Hound Dogs Pizza with tonight. I'm starved, and I'm still talking about the theatrical implications of architecture at Xochicalco and Teotihuacan.
I'm praying to finish around 10 PM? Maybe 11? Anyone in dire need of pizza and company?
I'll edit the entry before I leave, so if you see this with no edit, I'm still working.
I'm buying. . .
Edit: Alright, I'm out. Have a good night. Off to mumble something about goggled gods at Hound Dogs while I eat pizza in a dazed stupor.
Current Mood: working
Current Music: "Volcano:, -JB
Who doesn't? It *always* helps to have the bare skin, and guys are just, well, simple to deal with on that level
|Date:||February 23rd, 2006 03:18 am (UTC)|| |
I don't get off work until midnight...
Aw, I'd have loved to see you. Catch you tonight at the business meeting?