The animals let us sleep in this morning! It's a Buffista miracle!
Right. Sir. Honey.
Zoe ,'The Train Job'
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.
Pix - Jun 23, 2009 7:58:55 am PDT #2879 of 12695
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Matt the Bruins fan - Jun 23, 2009 8:09:23 am PDT #2880 of 12695
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
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.
Fay - Jun 23, 2009 8:23:40 am PDT #2881 of 12695
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Midnight on Tuesday, and I am home, after some twenty plus hours of travel which was blessedly uneventful. Apart from the moment at Seattle Airport where I got on the train thing to go to my gate, sat down, looked at THE EMPTY SPACE WHERE MY BOARDING CARDS WERE NO LONGER STICKING OUT OF MY PASSPORT, looked out through the window in horror to spot them on the floor where I'd been standing, said "FUCK!" very loudly (to the distress of the mother of the small boy next to me) and sprang to my feet just as the doors closed.
...Two minutes later the train had done its circuit of the gates and I was back at the spot where my boarding cards had fallen.
They, alas, were not.
Cue definite brink-of-tears-ness, because I was already feeling v. tired and emotional, and the prospect of my flight home being in any way fucked up was made of fail.
Happily, for once the sitcom that is my life did not deliver a serious kick in the arse, and instead when I got to the gate and started to beg for help, the lady at the counter handed over the boarding cards, which someone had evidently picked up and handed in.
So that was that. Well, other than opening my mailbox in the expectation of finding the key to my apartment and...not finding the key to my apartment. And having to wake up my neighbour and say "Hi! Um...sorry, but - key?" and he was all "It's in your mailbox" and I was all "...but, I just looked" and it all looked a bit rubbish, and like I'd be sleeping on his floor. And so I went back downstairs and searched it again, and found the key in the darkest shadowiest spot at the back of the mailbox. So I needn't have woken the poor man up at all. Bad Fay. No cookie.
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...oh, fucking POLAR BEAR. I don't like being on the other side of the planet. Stupid polarbearing geography! I miss you people! I love you like Winchesters.
smonster - Jun 23, 2009 8:36:24 am PDT #2882 of 12695
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
I love you like Winchesters.
...violently?
...with rock salt?
...to hell and back?
Polter-Cow - Jun 23, 2009 9:22:13 am PDT #2883 of 12695
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
...like burning?
Theodosia - Jun 23, 2009 9:23:33 am PDT #2884 of 12695
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
...incestuously?
Laga - Jun 23, 2009 9:28:49 am PDT #2885 of 12695
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
...to a classic rock soundtrack?
Atropa - Jun 23, 2009 9:31:39 am PDT #2886 of 12695
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
... as written by a semi-crazy person, and astonished to find out what is posted online?
t /obligatory "Monster At The End Of This Book" ref
meara - Jun 23, 2009 10:11:12 am PDT #2887 of 12695
as written by a semi-crazy person, and astonished to find out what is posted online?
Hee. Speaking of which, Fay, I did eventually find that bit with me. Which was quite much off screen indeed. And very much NOT the scene SA and I initially thought. But does make the "oooh, read it outloud" mistake all the much funnier. Heheheheh.
Am currently in the Spokane airport, killing time, as I arrived in plenty of time for an earlier flight which turns out to be full. BUT, it does look like I'll get home in time to attend Jilli's book thing!! (So maybe I can meet Omnis' people in person, heyyyy...)
Zenkitty - Jun 23, 2009 10:22:46 am PDT #2888 of 12695
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I landed in Richmond to find my luggage destroyed. I would have been more upset if I'd lost anything inside the bag, but it was all okay; there was just a huge rip in one side and the handle was dangling uselessly. AirTran gave me a voucher for my next flight (with them, of course; sneaky polar bears). They don't "accept liability" for soft-sided luggage, so wouldn't give me actual money. Whatever. I was going to get rid of that bag ANYWAY.
Then I got home to find that the catsitter had closed the door to the bathroom with Wilson still inside. There's a litterbox in there, so I don't know why she closed it; force of habit probably. Wilson was hiding in a dark corner, but I've learned to search dark places extra carefully for him; he's black and seems to know it. Poor kitty; he doesn't handle stress well. He was all right though; he had the box and water and was probably only in there less than a day. Next time I'm going away I'll leave "check for both cats before you leave" signs on the door.
Man, it's hard to focus on work.