I wasn't sure I was invited. (And I thought you guys had gone out last night, as you see.) Shoot. I have a career counselor appointment tonight at 8:30 which will cut right through prime time. I would love the meet the Buffistae I haven't yet met and renew acquaintance with those I have. And bring the welcome wagon to Juliana (I think that involves soaps and coupons for money off the local Taco Bell). Thanks for beckoning me over, though, Sparky1!
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!
I just made my prom night reservation at the hotel for the F2F, and they only had a smoking room.
Perhaps you can sleep on a pillow stuffed with baking soda?
I know it would be much funner if I could get a room there but I can't justify the expense on my current budget. I'll have to commute over.
Jessica, JetBlue is non-stop to Oakland from JFK
Ooh, good to know!
Thanks for beckoning me over, though, Sparky1!
Something insent to your email listed in your profile, Spidra.
Perhaps you can sleep on a pillow stuffed with baking soda?
Hmmm, perhaps I'll just bring my own pillow...
You've got to be kidding, they only have smoking rooms left? I'll be staying at a different hotel.
You've got to be kidding, they only have smoking rooms left? I'll be staying at a different hotel.
They could not guarantee me non-smoking, but noted my preference in a placebo-ish kind of way.
oh, that's crap.
Um, no. Time for me to call them. Non-smoking was specified. Give me a minute, here. Besides which, SF's anti-smoking bias is beyond legendary.
oh, umm, deb, disregard the email that I just sent you :)
Heh. Too late, bebe; I rang them up. They're on it.
God's truth, I'm amazed they even offer smoking rooms. This is San Francisco; our anti-smoking legislation is so fanatic, it borders on facist sometimes.
They'll be ringing me back shortly; she knows I'm out from half past two until about half past four, but she has my cell.