Made it home safely.

I keep being amazed, thinking about all the fun that I missed because I had to sleep and whatnot, and all the fun that I was able to have, that adds up to a nearly incalculable amount of fun in too short a period of time to be really credible. Miss you all!

No one is going to appear and say they are going to go get food, do I want to go with, today. Much less have pink, sparkly vodka appear as if from nowhere.

yep. It's a weird ambivalence. I love my home, but I miss yoooooouuu guuuuuyyyyys!

Yet again reinforcing the need for Buffista Island

runs off to play the lottery.

I just put up a few pics in the buffista group. I will add a few more, since flickr was driving me nuts by not allowing me to upload multiple pics.

We're home.

the one who brings me the prettiest boys gets to be my favorite.

Do they have to be straight boys to have a shot at winning?

Do they have to be straight boys to have a shot at winning?

hmmm, now that's an interesting question. No, I don't think so. Pretty minions are pretty minions. And someone needs to pick out my clothes.

Missed you a bunch this weekend, matt! did you get the text from dinner? We weren't sure that we had the right number.

The animals let us sleep in this morning! It's a Buffista miracle!

Nooo, I didn't get anyone's text over the weekend. I considered calling the evening of prom, but was still zombified from my deadline last week and figured I wouldn't exactly be a source of sparkling conversation if I did...

I don't know that any of the guys from The League of Out-of-My-League Exes would be able to help with fashion decisions (The prettiest of them all has picked out some truly eye-searing abominations to wear himself, and the one who appeared in Playgirl is a flannel-wearing factory worker by day), but they'd look nice doing whatever other tasks you cared to assign.