'Safe'
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!
You may not recognize me at the airport. I, um, got a haircut. More than one, in fact, and it was a serious massacre. It's pretty much standing up straight in shock right now, plus the fact it's got half a tube of hair paste in it.
What happened? Doesn't your daughter cut your hair?
Yes, she's the guilty culprit. It's what she wanted to do the last time we cut it, but I wasn't quite ready for that short, again. I think she got a little giddy with the razor.
Is there curl left? Or is it too short to curl?
I think she got a little giddy with the razor.
::warm fuzzy feeling::
Sail, I commented on your haircut in Bitches.
Also, I think you just sent Hec into ecstasies.
I thought you'd said Ecclesiastes.
Also, I think you just sent Hec into ecstasies.
Mmmmmmm.
I thought you'd said Ecclesiastes.
To everything there is a season. A time to grow long, a time to cut short...
I have retrieved Jilli and Pete and they are checking in at the hotel now. Plans for dinner are now coming together. We're thinking Gardens of Taxco.
Deb has been fetched, and dinner with her, myself, and Z had. She is now being dropped off at the hotel whilst Z works and I curl up with Mr. Codeine cough syrup.
Jess and Tom, I will pick you up at the baggage claim tomorrow. Here's the thing, though - I think you're coming in to two different terminals. Jess, you're coming into the Lindbergh one, and I think Tom is coming into the Humphrey one. It'll be a bit tricky, but we'll make it work.
Are you sick, Juliana?
SailAweigh, it looks like I will be in the Lindbergh terminal.
