I can beat up demons until the cows come home, and then I can beat up the cows.

Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'


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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


DebetEsse - Mar 06, 2005 9:53:52 pm PST #4680 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Yup. Still don't have my itinerary, though. Or, for that matter, any plans for why I'm there.


Lee - Mar 06, 2005 9:55:33 pm PST #4681 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Are you going to visit people? I remember something about your sister being there, or something.


DebetEsse - Mar 06, 2005 9:59:10 pm PST #4682 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Cousin. I'm watching her kid, so her company is paying for it. Manchester, so not super big-tourist-site heavy, and 2-years old who doesn't like her stoller in tow, but still, England!


Lee - Mar 06, 2005 10:00:03 pm PST #4683 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

That's really cool!


DebetEsse - Mar 06, 2005 10:10:31 pm PST #4684 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

It is. She wants me to bring food. Specifically Mexican. I'm trying to see if I can figure out if getting salsa through customs will be possible.


Lee - Mar 06, 2005 10:12:30 pm PST #4685 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I think it should be, as long as it's sealed. Maybe some spices as well?


DebetEsse - Mar 06, 2005 10:16:06 pm PST #4686 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Yeah. I'm wicked excited. I need to plan.

I'm hoping Mom got more detail on food requests.


Lee - Mar 06, 2005 10:19:58 pm PST #4687 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

When are you leaving?


DebetEsse - Mar 06, 2005 10:21:23 pm PST #4688 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Sunday Afternoon. I think. I don't have my itinerary yet.


Lee - Mar 06, 2005 10:28:22 pm PST #4689 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

That's cool. I hope you get to do some sightseeing while you are there, even with the baby caring for.

I believe I need to go to bed now. Tomorrow is going to be a long day, I think.