And yes, erin is totally an Aitch-Oh-Double-Tee-Eye.
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.
So that was her in the picture? I thought so! Hoo, boy. Smokin'!
Oooh, everyone is so beautiful! Not that I didn't know that already, 'cause I did.
But what I really want now is transcripts of all the speeches.
(er, eta: Not to be all demanding. Heck, if anyone taped the whole thing I could transcribe it all myself; I just want to get a taste of all the love and extolling of virtues and amazing people being eloquent and the unlikeliest people getting all choked up and happily teary.)
Whoa, MAD foaminess at the reception. Empress, I was particularly enamored of your sex-ay. I love your dress!
And we're in a used book store. Go on. Act surprised.
I am delighted that when you people find the vampire section of said used book store, you decide to call me for reviews and recommendations. Stamp my cliché card now!
Food coma. 13 Buffistas at yummy Indian food place.
Jilli, there was a six foot tall Jack Skellington cutout we almost stole for you.
Jilli, there was a six foot tall Jack Skellington cutout we almost stole for you.
Almost?! Slack motherfucker! Get back in there and steal it proper.
Almost?! Slack motherfucker! Get back in there and steal it proper.
WHAT. HEC. SAID.
I am delighted that when you people find the vampire section of said used book store, you decide to call me for reviews and recommendations. Stamp my cliché card now!
I staggered up to the group with an armload of books and said, "Who has Jilli's number?" I bought eight books; five vampire, two Octavia Butler, Son of a Witch, and a replacement copy of Good Omens.
I was also very tickled that when I called Jilli, she was in a fabric store. Go on. Act surprised.