omg. the temp is finally dipping a bit. The fan blowing on me actually feels a bit cool. I may have to put socks back on!
(I think it's the coolest it's been in WEEKS!)
Kaylee ,'Shindig'
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omg. the temp is finally dipping a bit. The fan blowing on me actually feels a bit cool. I may have to put socks back on!
(I think it's the coolest it's been in WEEKS!)
Someone tell me to get to work on Chainsaw killings.
Um... no.
Pete!!!!!
Sorry, Suzi, it was a post'n'run, as is this...
I'm still tinkering away at Gothic Charm School designs. It feels like I have been doing this for months.
Oh, wait. I have.
pete. is there a frag fest again this sunday?
Aw, bless. Thanks.
Am tipsy. Had a good night, but cleaning did not get accomplished. Hanging out and going to many cool (NON-North Beach!) bars did, though. V. fun.
ND, get to work on chainsaw killings.
KT, insent.
Okay, that wave of paperwork has a first draft done. SFX output channels are mapped out, amp channels are assigned, and speaker selection is called out.
So far I have two of four mazes assigned and I'm using 56 channels of amps and 71 speakers.
pete. is there a frag fest again this sunday?
I'm going to answer for him and say probably not, as this Sunday is the annual gothy yard sale at our house, and he will probably be helping me. Or telling me not to buy anything, because my reason for hosting the sale is to get rid of stuff, not end up with more.
Omnis, no, not this weekend, as Jilli points out, I have a yard sale to help out with.
The week after, you & ND are booked, correct?
So, if that's the case, I am shooting for either Saturday the 8th or Sunday the 9th.
There's actually the potential for me to be able to play next weekend, but the 8th and 9th are definitely not possible.
Thanks for the good thoughts and kind words, folks.
I was staying out of Buffistas because work was eating my brain, and then work sacked me for (apparently) not letting it eat my brain enough. It's a weird and wacky situation, and it makes me want to cry and throw things.
Not least because I missed each and every one of you. And you know who you are.
ETA: Fay, drop me a line if PMM can't find her copy of your old story; I'm almost sure I have it in my e-mail archive. Profile address works fine.