I'll be taking a picture of the Cicada husks soon.
F2F 2: Is there anybody here that hasn't slept together?
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: New Orleans! May 20-22, 2005!
Okay, I'm edgy and twitchy (I hate hate HATE to fly) and having my annual pre-F2F freakout, to the tune of "Nobody Loves Me As Much As They Should (Which Is Well Beyond The Human Capacity For Love)."
I think I'm ready. All I have to do is pack.
"Nobody Loves Me As Much As They Should (Which Is Well Beyond The Human Capacity For Love)."
See, but stuff like that makes you even more lovable than you already are!
I'm currently singing, "Holy Fucking Shit How'm I Going to Get Everything Done Tonight and I Wanna Watch the Angel Finale Again, Not Go To Some Stupid Meeting and Talk about Invasive Plants and WHY am I Still at Work When I Don't Have to Be?"
For the chorus I just bang my head on my desk.
whonk!
Like so.
Hey all!
We're here! We're in Baltimore!
I'm already drinkin'!!
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAA!!!
t /taunting Sean
Leaving your zombies to fend for themselves? (shudder)
Ollie is watching them.
Be afraid, be very afraid.
I am not drinking, however and am sad.
Aimee, this is a perfect occasion to take notes and pictures for future blackmail.
Hey kids! I am sitting in the United terminal at LAX, waiting for my flight. We don't take off for another hour. I am very jealous of the drinking Miracleborns (and all others partying without me over at Anne's. I should be arriving at BWI in about five hours or so. I hope there's some party left by the time I get there.
Steph! Stop being silly. Everybody wants you.
Didn't need to be said twice. Stoopid airport terminal.
Sorry to interrupt, but as y'all know I'm not able to f2f this year. But like so much of my other pain, I'll drown it in fic. Would any attendee like to be my corpse for Buffista/Homicide fic? I promise somebody's heart will be broken that you're dead. And tourist=redball. Your death will make good copy, too. Especially since you're members of an internet cult that lick each other frequently.