It would be worth starting a Tumblr to post odes to Jilli's hottitude, kindness, intelligence, humor, and fashion sense.
ita !, does she have a favorite animal? Birthstone? Pop culture character? Book? A shared childhood memory? Pop any one of those into an etsy search and see what comes up.
MY REMOTE WAS REBOOTING BECAUSE THE BATTERIES WERE LOW??? I UPGRADED THE FIRMWARE TWICE, DAMMIT.
Your fucking fancy shit software should just tell me.
The problem with gifts for my sister is that I kinda buy them as they come up, especially the sentimental ones. I see something from our childhood, and I get it for her without hesitation.
However...I'm thinking a thing I've been part of a couple times...having all of
us
get T-shirts of her. Colin's GF did that for his 30th, and my tennis cousin's family did that for a random holiday for her. My sister totally does T-shirts (by which I mean, gets me to do) for people all the time. We could have one shirt pattern for all of us, and then one for her....
This idea might be so fucking brilliant that I can't actually pursue it to completion. But maybe I could hand it over to a friend or relative with more spoonage...
And the post mentioned me in the same sentence as Robert Smith, so I think my GothCred went up a notch or two.
Are you sure it is not Robert Smith's GothCredit that got a boost?
Are you sure it is not Robert Smith's GothCredit that got a boost?
Ha. Yes, very sure. Robert Smith is one of the people (along with, oh, Siouxsie, Peter Murphy, and Tim Burton) that if I met them, I would be reduced to silent fangirl wibbling. I don't think I'd be able to speak to him.
I think you (w/sh/c)ould be able to speak to Tim Burton.
He's really the #1 celebrity I want to meet. I don't know what I'd say (other than "Thank you"), but I would love to meet him.
I'm having Matt Bomer issues. Not in a fan-wanna-meet-idolise way or anything.
He's just being gorgeous again, and I'm beginning to get suspicious. It doesn't seem right.
So. That was an evening. I was parallel parking, and someone tried to drive around me and hit my car, then she got out of her car and screamed at me for a while that I was a fucking idiot for backing up while someone was driving around me, then she got back in her car and drove away. Then I saw a really weird play, then the people I was supposed to go to dinner with decided they didn't want to go to dinner after all, so now I'm ordering $20 worth of Thai food for dinner, because that's the delivery minimum. And I don't have a fridge for leftovers.
Oh, and the play had audience participation. Like, the performer would pick people out of the audience to come on stage and do stuff. I was very glad not to be picked.