Tom Scola, lay off my roomie!

t back in room for brenda's costume change

There have been many costume changes tonight, each more amazing than the last. DX pointed out that there is an HSQ to the attire this year!

Buffistas foamy, but you knew that.

eta: I love that I can't get in to look at SA's pics, cuz y'all are looking at 'em.

Back to the party to see and grope in person.

woo HOO! :)

Raquel and I rock.

So sad not to be there. But I've been to some of those places so I can picture all.

Last call. The bartender's leaving in five minutes.

Last call. The bartender's leaving in five minutes.

Well, in that case, could you get me a cosmopolitan please?

single malt - straight up -- the more smoke the bettter,please

Beth, I will raise a glass of single malt (TJ/Macallan 13 year) with you, as we suffer here, away from the fun.

Foamy prom-goers! DH and I thought of y'all while going about our mundane lives taking Annabel to her second M's game tonight. (She still hasn't seen them win, surprise surprise.)

Just left the die-hards in the party room. The music is still going strong, and everyone is slounging and nattering. All in all, a very Buffista tableau.

Everything I wore tonight, in fact, everything I touched tonight has a faint glittery glow. The glitter fairies passed among us all evening, spreading their effulgence.

It was as though two parties were going on, with action in the penthouse and out on the terrace. Made mingling even more mixy.

Java Cat was taking arty portraits all evening. My head is spinning in anticipation of seeing those and all the other pictures being taken tonight. Plus, you know, I need sleep.

Final random F2F fact: Buffistas hug good.

Hi there! I'm bogarting Anne's computer for the moment. It's something like 3 or 4 AM and Anne and I just got back from the Prom. Well, we've been back for a while, but we had to relax a little before going to bed. I had a faaaabulous time, some details later. I just wanted to tell all of you who weren't at Prom that smonster and amyth were headbanging to The Greatest Love. They and Stephanie, as well as the rest of the room, were singing it with great feeling and expression, as Jon powered toward the big climax.

I rode down in the elevator with the bartender, after he'd gotten off-duty--he thanked us, so he must have had a great time.

Okay, pooped now. Need to shower and sleep. Anne and I are going to watch opera animation over coffee and scones tomorrow, before heading back into DC to meet up with Deb, Stephanie, Ginger and Kristin for lunch. Sweet dreams, ev'body!