I wouldn't have known, I think I was in a state of coma. If I'd been any more asleep, people would have been phoning the Von Bulows and asking questions.
Hey, just think of yourself as Tom Cruise in Mission: Impossible, right?
Plus, yeah. New toys rock.
Plus, yeah. New toys rock.
riiiiight. sure.
why didn't you sleep on teh way back?
why didn't you sleep on teh way back?
good for you! are his dangly bits in one piece?
Catseye did not check.
AlarmClockBoy can take care of his dangly bits. Just like WarmSnugglyFriend does.
AlarmClockBoy can take care of his dangly bits. Just like WarmSnugglyFriend does.
I hate sleeping on planes. For some reason, the vibrations play hell with the diagnostics I usually run on my prosthetics while I sleep.
that must suck.
I got train. choo choo!
I got train. choo choo!
Catseye thinks not. But perhaps PurpleBlinkGirl should make sure for herself and go check, yes?
as entertaining as that could be, George might get jealous ;)
Catseye would like to know why George would get jealous, please. :)
...because he's the only man-like thing in my life.
nevermind. I'm pathetic atm.
nevermind. I'm pathetic atm.
Sounds like you need something to distract you from the fact the guys here are mostly taken or gay, Pixie. And since you can't blink us to Brighton, local'll have to do - up for shopping in New York this week? You can teach me about this Christmas thing.
And yes, I have been to a mystic site recently, what makes you ask? Besides the fact it's nearly three in the morning and I'm hyped?
And yes, I have been to a mystic site recently, what makes you ask? Besides the fact it's nearly three in the morning and I'm hyped?
Hee hee! me too! Only, you know, without the magical mystery tour, just the caffine. Lots and lots and lots of caffine!
Lattes are love.
Lattes are love.
XMas? um...you mean that holiday where my parents dumped me here?
They did? Before my time, remember, Pixie? Bastards. Well, I could always teach you about Yule. Same sort of deal, only you can focus more on the people you _think_ of as family and there's no church parts. ;)
Hey, join the "No Family Plans" club. Just got an email that my parents will be at a business retreat. Over Christmas, even. So what do they usually do here for the holidays?
XMas eve is when I showed up. oh yeah, merry fucking christmas. no resentment, at all. really.
as long as no midnight mass's are invovled, I'm there :)
as long as no midnight mass's are invovled, I'm there :)
we had an XMas party last year...or was it new years? something like that.
we can be the lonely hearts club band at this rate.
we can be the lonely hearts club band at this rate.
Who said lonely? Hell, I'm leaping at the chance to be away from my folks for the holidays. Who needs another rousing rendition of platitudes and condescending holiday cheer all done up to the tune of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen"? Not me, I say.
I didn't show up until late January. And no, no resentment at all...
No midnight mass. According to the wacko Christian types who were my last foster family, there are Satanic masses, but we cut back on those 'cause goat's blood is a bugger to get out of the black robes and it's too cold for the naked bits. *grins* No, nothing weird. A couple of small rituals involving thanking the Goddess for another year and to bring on the spring, and then lots of food.
No midnight mass. According to the wacko Christian types who were my last foster family, there are Satanic masses, but we cut back on those 'cause goat's blood is a bugger to get out of the black robes and it's too cold for the naked bits. *grins* No, nothing weird. A couple of small rituals involving thanking the Goddess for another year and to bring on the spring, and then lots of food.
mm...food. naked bits. sounds like a plan.
but, then you'd miss sulking in your bedroom and ruining the family holiday party thus reminding everyone why you got sent here in teh first place!
or they can just talk abotu your sex life in front of your teachers and classmates.
or they can just talk abotu your sex life in front of your teachers and classmates.
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