And I wonder, what possible catastrophe came crashing down from heaven and brought this dashing stranger to tears?

Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'


F2F 4: Too Much Candy, Never Enough Mojitos.  

Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: Madison, WI from June 20-22 2008! Official website.


juliana - May 16, 2006 11:39:56 am PDT #183 of 10002
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Jilli, they don't have black. Do you want to borrow mine?


Fay - May 16, 2006 11:40:24 am PDT #184 of 10002
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

< still in love with iRodney>

Oh, you should see him with the fantastic Rodney-centric vid Stress playing on his little pink-jumper-clad self! (Although I feel a bit guilty about the pink; I suspect that blue would have been more becoming for a Science guy. But...I like pink. I'm even considering sewing on sequins, or sparkly beads.)


Aims - May 16, 2006 11:40:26 am PDT #185 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I may come along on the pedi tour. No, I'm not getting done, but I like hanging out with the wimmin-folk.

Joe will prolly come then. Hang out and such.

Perky, can you make a pedi appointment for Kristin as well. She's in class and might want one. If she doesn't, then Pete can get done.


Lee - May 16, 2006 11:40:38 am PDT #186 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

So right now, I have 3 pedicures only (Aimee, Kristin and Epic), and three mani/pedi combos (Jilli, Jesss, and me), and an extra seat for Pete. Am I missing anyone?


Aims - May 16, 2006 11:41:13 am PDT #187 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

t points to my post above

t points to floor

t points to post

t points to floor

Well you can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a woman's man - no time to talk


Lee - May 16, 2006 11:41:33 am PDT #188 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

fixed.


Steph L. - May 16, 2006 11:41:54 am PDT #189 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

I would do a manicure, you betcha. (I just painted my toes last night, and I'm rather fond of the results. So just a manicure.)


Atropa - May 16, 2006 11:42:31 am PDT #190 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Jilli, they don't have black. Do you want to borrow mine?

Yes, please. I mean, I'll be packing my Topcoat of Doom, because it's the only topcoat that will keep polish on my nails, but if I don't have to pack an extra bottle of black polish, yay.

(Brain melting. We're at the "iiieeee! Did we do this part yet?!' stage of the work deadlines, and I want to randomly scream at people, just because it would make me feel better.)


Lee - May 16, 2006 11:43:50 am PDT #191 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Got it, Steph.


JZ - May 16, 2006 11:44:02 am PDT #192 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Just a pedicure, please.