So. Out of curiosity, who all is going to be at Deb's Saturday?
Me and Emmett. JZ later in the evening.
Angel: Just admit it: you think you're gonna ride in, save the day, and sweep Buffy off her--Spike: Like you're not thinking the same thing. Angel: I'm already seeing somebody. Spike: What, dog girl?
'The Girl in Question'
F2F 3: Who's Bringing the Guacamole?
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!
DavidS - Sep 29, 2005 10:15:52 am PDT #5272 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Aims - Sep 29, 2005 10:18:26 am PDT #5273 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
t starts dancing again
Steph L. - Sep 29, 2005 10:25:27 am PDT #5274 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
::so. very. bitter::
Lee - Sep 29, 2005 10:26:28 am PDT #5275 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Nicole and Sailaweigh should have landed by now, and be waiting for Beverly's plane to arrive.
Whee.
Ginger - Sep 29, 2005 10:27:15 am PDT #5276 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
t Stands in the bitter corner with Steph
Steph L. - Sep 29, 2005 10:28:36 am PDT #5277 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
They don't care about us, Ginger. I bet their stony hearts aren't even close to being rended asunder by our absence.
JZ - Sep 29, 2005 10:29:32 am PDT #5278 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Dudes, my heart is totally rent.
NoiseDesign - Sep 29, 2005 10:32:18 am PDT #5279 of 10001
Our wings are not tired
I'd rent my heart out. I'm not using it much of the time.
P.M. Marc - Sep 29, 2005 10:36:47 am PDT #5280 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Tep, knock over a bank and come to Seattle, where you can dine on baby toes and Jilli and I can play dress up with you.
Steph L. - Sep 29, 2005 10:37:37 am PDT #5281 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Tep, knock over a bank and come to Seattle, where you can dine on baby toes and Jilli and I can play dress up with you.
Man, now *my* stony heart is rended asunder!
t edit The dress-up Teppy doll! Now with real hair!