Aren't they something. They're like butterflies, or little pieces of wrapping paper blowing around.

Kaylee ,'Shindig'


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!


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.


Lee - Oct 29, 2005 4:56:39 am PDT #5880 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I was just there, but I will stroll down if you want. You going to be there for a few minutes?


Tom Scola - Oct 29, 2005 4:57:55 am PDT #5881 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.

Yep.


Lee - Oct 29, 2005 4:59:18 am PDT #5882 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

be there shortly. I just need to print out one thing.


Steph L. - Oct 29, 2005 5:29:01 am PDT #5883 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

You guys are funny. Haven't you heard of these newfangled things called cell phones?

No lojack either, Aimee, so don't even think it.

Please note -- *I* didn't say it....


Tom Scola - Oct 29, 2005 5:31:03 am PDT #5884 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.

We tried talking on the phone, but we kept losing the signal.


SailAweigh - Oct 29, 2005 5:34:43 am PDT #5885 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

What is this "cell phone" of which you speak?

Tom, Lee, I've already had coffee, but I'll stroll down to Caribou anyway.

[HA! This is Jess -- I guess Ellen didn't log out last night.]


deborah grabien - Oct 29, 2005 6:43:07 am PDT #5886 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Heh. Jess and I both slept until half past eight, and had Starbucks right there in our beds, because I packed four travel-sized packages of Starbucks Sumatra Bold roast, and my travelling water boiling device, and filters.

It was gooooooood. And we got to stay in our pajamas while drinking it.

Jess, I couldn't find a palm pilot anywhere in your luggage. I found your clie, which has the only bit of anything on paper that looks like it might remotely be the design and dimensions for your tat. I rang and left a message - hoping I found the right thing.

Andi, I'm in jeans.