The sad thing about the wireless situation is that I can't look at Tom's pictures.
Oh. Wait. I don't have to.
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: San Francisco, May 19-21, 2006! Everything else, go here! Swag!
The sad thing about the wireless situation is that I can't look at Tom's pictures.
Oh. Wait. I don't have to.
Oh. Wait. I don't have to.
Whoof. It's getting taunty in here.
Bah. I am awake.
Curse the crappy wireless, that forces me to leave my room to get online.
My pictures are somewhere online. I don't know where, because I wasn't the one to upload them.
They are online here: [link]
I will upload my pictures once I buy a new compact flash reader since mine appears to be MIA.
My photos: I think I uploaded more than The same photos as KristinT: [link]
My, that is some kind of... something Brenda's about to eat, yes it is.
I squeed at the sight of my Seekrit Buffista Boyfriend. I totally want to be there, slounging and eating beignets with him.
There has been much slounging. Tonight there will be much drinking. I intending to have a hurricane for me, and Maria, and Sean, and, many more for all of us too.
It looks like one group is going to dine at Commander's Palace tonight, and another is talking about Pat O'Briens.
I had to do a double-take at the photo of the guy holding the Vampire Tour sign, because he looks an *awful* lot like someone I know.
God, have a drink or 8 for me, and do something naughty. I have to work. *sob*
It has been proven that I can shock people even in New Orleans. Wandering down the street in my Kilt I had a woman stop in mid word while talking to her friend and rubber neck to follow me as I walked all the way down the block.
Also, there's nothing quite so funny as getting disapproving looks from some on Bourbon Street with a Hurricane in their hand at 10 AM wearing an "I got Bourbon Faced on Shit Street." Um, right, and my KILT is inappropriate.