You're trapped in the shiny metal box!
F2F5: I forget that everyone isn't us
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon.
We are checked into the airport with a few hours to spare. TCG is slounging and I am playing on the internets.
I miss everyone so much already it hurts.
I guess it's a good thing I decided to save money this weekend--the polar bears at Chase have more than doubled the minimum payment on the student loan balance I'm carrying with them. I have to find an extra $200 in my monthly budget.
Yikes. That is not good.
One of my mom's friends drives a duck tour in Boston. He made a ton of money running his family's business, retired at age 55 or so, and decided that what he really wanted to do now was drive a duck tour.
Behold, I present Seattle pictures! The Buffistas start appearing at the bottom of the second page. Because the pictures are public, I've done some discretionary editing already, but if anyone wants a picture taken down, let me know.
I am so in buffista withdrawal now. The only thing i have accomplished today is finishing "Wonderfalls".
I would include wallowing and snacking, but the wallowing promises to continue since my new supervisor and coach are both fucktards and there's still half a box of triscuits left. So yeah, only the one thing done today. Heck, i still haven't finished unpacking.
Only amateurs unpack as soon as they get home.
Only amateurs unpack as soon as they get home.
Hey! Take that back.
::high fives Dana::