Oh, God, I just want to hug the stuffing out of you.

JZ said what I'm feeling.

You save yours up too. I'll collect it as soon as I can.

{{{Sean}}} After the others hug the stuffing out of you, I'll gently put it back.

Pete is the hyper-planning type, tho'.

Me, too. I am v. organized. I feel very discombobulated when my house is unorganized. Which is yet further proof that I should not be a parent.

I am a completely classic Virgo. Left to my own devices, I would organize and alphabetize everything to within an inch of its life. And then get crazy annoyed the nanosecond anyone messed with it.

But I'm also a clutter-hound. So I keep my own clutter organized and I don't clean (it's the one thing I consider to be s important an expense as say, electricity). As long as things are relatively neat, I don't stress the dust bunnies.

I'm so sad.

Left to my own devices, I would organize and alphabetize everything to within an inch of its life. And then get crazy annoyed the nanosecond anyone messed with it.

But I'm also a clutter-hound

But this is not me. I don't like clutter and am ruthless in weeding my stuff.

I'm really lucky that I have two super-organized people in my life, actually. I've got Pete, and I've got Alexia, who was the organizational brain for most of the Seattle goth scene.

Left to my own devices, I would organize and alphabetize everything to within an inch of its life.

The way my bookshelves are "organized" would drive you to tears. Pete doesn't even try and find books, he just asks me where I put them. But I have them arranged in the way it makes sense in my head.

You save yours up too. I'll collect it as soon as I can.

I'm holding you to that.

I don't like clutter and am ruthless in weeding my stuff.

I know what all those words mean individually, but I cannot understand what you just said. I am the child of two pack-rats. I might NEED that box full of ... random sparkly bits. For a hat. Or something.

Okay. Sleep now. Plane in morning.

Steph: Huh. I remember that *I* had a complete psychotic break at the SF2F Prom (and I'm only slightly kidding about that, but it is the biggest factor in my non-attendance at subsequent F2Fs), but you seemed totally fine. Go team Xanax!

Aims: You were the one Kristin checked with before giving it to me cause I was on the Lamictal and I was fall.ing. apart in Amyth, Kate P, smonster, and juliana's room.

What was it about the SF2F? I went freakin' crazy and have avoided you all ever since.

Heavens knows, when I got back from SF was when I had my melt down and ended up being diagnosed as bipolar. But, I'd put up with anything to see you guys. Even beetles.

So exciting--I paid $25 of my money (rather than the company's) to be on an earlier flight and got home at 8pm rather than only landing RIGHT NOW and not being home for another hour. WHOOT!

Now at the LAF2F, otoh, I totally fell apart all over SA for quite a long time during the Prom, and had to hide in our room and do lots of crying and freaking out over my lack of social skills & conviction that nobody liked me

Oh how sad! I think the LAF2F might be second most people I have ever kissed in one night....there was a lot of kissing. Unexpectedly.

My doctor wants me to take Lipitor. Should I worry about that? For some reason it is making me feel very old and like I'm falling apart.

Um, better than not taking it and actually falling apart, I suppose?

CBD came over to help me tonight, since I can hardly walk. His car was just broken into and his TomTom was stolen. Ugh. I feel terrible.

While he was helping you? Oh that's awful!!

What was it about the SF2F? I went freakin' crazy and have avoided you all ever since.

t looks around

t refrains from pointing out that Deena is RIGHT THERE, lest she run away