January 13th, 2003


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argh, so I'm supposed to go over to Geoff's tomorrow night to do a solo adventure thing, and I find myself without a ride after all. Doh!


(For those who aren't from Pittsburgh, The Beehive is an eclectic coffeeshop in Pittsburgh's "artsy" district.)

So, after 15 minutes of trying to figure out how we missed each other at the Beehive at the same time, we realized that he saw a *different* couple of people at the touchscreen than Rob and I (he and I were playing between bouts of my studying, no one else played while I was sitting there). What's weird about this... he dropped off some glasses at the touchscreen at 9ish. I was sitting there either playing or studying from 8-10ish.

Noway I'll ever replicate this again.

-> *ray* doo
-> *ray* we have scored dimensional portholes at the fucking beehive.
*ray* w00t
*ray* man
*ray* the couple at the touchscreen even looked up at me when i dropped off my
*ray* crazy
-> *ray* yah!
-> *ray* man
-> *ray* now I'm gonna find out from Rob that he was never even there.
*ray* hahahajlhfgag
-> *ray* You have entered...... The Beehive Zone
*ray* doo-doo-doo-do doo-doo-doo-do
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