Yeah, that's always my problem when packing. Surrounded by cleavage.Not while packing, while Prom-ing.
I get a prezzie??It's wee.
Wash: Were I unwed, I would take you in a manly fashion. Kaylee: 'Cause I'm pretty? Wash: 'Cause you're pretty.
'Heart Of Gold'
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.
Cass - May 18, 2006 9:27:40 pm PDT #726 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Karl - May 18, 2006 9:38:16 pm PDT #727 of 10002
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.
Laura, end of line (Millbrae) is about half an hour from Civic Center. I live up the hill from San Bruno BART, about a twenty-minute ride from Civic Center. I was asleep as soon as I got a seat.
Sleeping now. Night night, lvoely people.
Pix - May 18, 2006 9:39:50 pm PDT #728 of 10002
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
We're about over the Bay Bridge now. Two miles!
tommyrot - May 18, 2006 9:42:41 pm PDT #729 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
We're about over the Bay Bridge now. Two miles!
Quick - everyone hide!
billytea - May 18, 2006 9:51:48 pm PDT #730 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
We're about over the Bay Bridge now. Two miles!
She's phoning from inside the city limits!!
tommyrot - May 18, 2006 10:00:39 pm PDT #731 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
It's midnight, and we are not pussies.
Lee - May 18, 2006 10:08:04 pm PDT #732 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You sure?
I have Sailaweigh, and she has a salad, and the cats are hiding.
Cass - May 18, 2006 10:23:22 pm PDT #733 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Perkins, I told Puppycat that Oz was going to love the toy squid (*package said spider , but it looks squid to me) yesterday since she's never so much as looked at it.
So tonight she finally played with it, attacked the heck out of it. Two months after I gave it to her. She remembers Oz! How sweet is that?
Lee - May 18, 2006 10:24:19 pm PDT #734 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Awww.
Does that mean I have to tell Ozzie he's not getting his prezzie?
DavidS - May 18, 2006 10:31:18 pm PDT #735 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
We're back home. JZ's in bed, Kate's heading towards Emmett's bed. Teppy's in her hotel bed, missing her Cincinnati bed no doubt.
Teppy and I had fun at the airport waiting for Kate. We rode the Monorail. Sang the Monorail song. Speculated about Monorail Amenities like Monorail Stewardesses who served Monorail Cocaine. We decided to start a band called The Monorail Hoors.
We couldn't drink in the regular domestic terminal since all the bars were on the other side of the must-be-a-ticket-holder-security wall. So we went to the International Terminal which was So Much Swankier. They have a Sephora there! And an Aviation Museum. And a big Tiki display which had several of my tiki mugs and two issues of Tiki news that I had contributed to. Also? 500 Years of Swedish Silver. We saw that.
I pounced on Kate while she was busy listening to messages which I had cagily left on her phone. Pete reports that I "scampered" up to them when I got them at the airport. I dispute this categorically. It was more of a gambol.