YOU'RE dorks full of chocolate martinis. I'm a dork full of decaf coffee.
And I still have to go wash all this makeup off my face....
Zoe: So you two were kissin'? Book: Well. Isn't that... special?
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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!
deborah grabien - Oct 28, 2005 6:13:19 pm PDT #5870 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
DCJensen - Oct 28, 2005 6:25:22 pm PDT #5871 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
(I'm so amused that the Minneapolis contingent has taken over the F2F thread to talk to each other from different places in the hotel. WE ARE SUCK DORKS.)
t Will not ask if that's a typo. Will not ask if that's a typo.
WindSparrow - Oct 28, 2005 6:26:16 pm PDT #5872 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Er... jeans and nice-ish shirt ok for brunch?
SailAweigh - Oct 28, 2005 6:30:51 pm PDT #5873 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
that's a typo.
No, that's a chocolate martini.
Andi, I suspect that will be just fine. Especially since I didn't pack anything more than that myself.
DCJensen - Oct 28, 2005 6:55:34 pm PDT #5874 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Daniel, let's just say the Bryant-Lake Bowl at 11 a.m. The BLB is on W. Lake Street and S. Aldrich. Precise address is 810 W Lake St, Minneapolis, MN, and phone number is 612.825.3737.
Roger, 49 miles straight (or as straight as 35W gets) North, Left after the Lake Street exit. Yahoo says 59 minutes travel time. If we leave Faribault at 9:30, we should be there with time to park.
Lee - Oct 28, 2005 6:55:42 pm PDT #5875 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Also, someone else swaddle Perkins up in fleecy blankets and maybe make her wear a helmet, before another inanimate object attacks her and busts her up some more.
Aww. I like fleecy blankets, but the helmet is a no. No lojack either, Aimee, so don't even think it.
Lee - Oct 28, 2005 6:55:46 pm PDT #5876 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
oops
Nicole - Oct 28, 2005 8:23:42 pm PDT #5877 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Sadly, my camcorder was dead on arrival
Huge BOO! Best laid plans...
Pictures will be taken!
Very jealous of you all. Lots of pictures, please.
Lee - Oct 29, 2005 3:53:10 am PDT #5878 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Tom, Jess or Deb, I am about to head out for coffee. Anyone awake yet and want to come with?
Tom Scola - Oct 29, 2005 4:54:06 am PDT #5879 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Perkins, I'm already at Carabou Coffee.