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May. 24th, 2009 03:09 amI'd love to blog the hell out of todays wiscon action, but i wound up drunk. I totally blame claire light with her c52's and commodorified (fuck I can't spell it) and her cinnamon whiskey. vito's port DID NOT HELP.
um. panels were good, but i'm sure someone more articulate can tell you about those. Dinner was awesone, went to buraka with, okay, lemme see, tempestt, naamen, hari mirchi, hederhelix, nojojojo, seaya, ladyjaxx, cabell, and people whose handles my drunk ass can not remember right now, dammit. we ran into more rockstars while we were there even, including karynthia, wooot. talk ranged from joss' skanky rape problems to Jem and the holograms and the food was a-fucking-mazing.
went home to take a break and change, and then went to parties, drank well, let my kids get cracked out on candy at the Verb Noire party, and totally flirted inappropriately with people whose blogs i admire. really, it's just that i respect your BRAIN, not that i was trying to mack on you baby. street harrassed vito excalibur, even.
The husband was a total rockstar and did hours and hours of kid duty so i could pretend i am social and shit.
who's bright idea was it to have the gay agenda in who and torchwood panel at assthirty tomorrow morning? I'm determined to somehow drag ass up in time for the 10 oclock something wrong on the internet panel full of rockstars, but, yea, it's 3:20 now and my kid is finally looking sleepy. but i really want to hit that one.
also, at some drunkass point tonight, the phrase "choke a bitch for feminism" came up, but there is no wa it would ever be explainable or appropriate.
um. panels were good, but i'm sure someone more articulate can tell you about those. Dinner was awesone, went to buraka with, okay, lemme see, tempestt, naamen, hari mirchi, hederhelix, nojojojo, seaya, ladyjaxx, cabell, and people whose handles my drunk ass can not remember right now, dammit. we ran into more rockstars while we were there even, including karynthia, wooot. talk ranged from joss' skanky rape problems to Jem and the holograms and the food was a-fucking-mazing.
went home to take a break and change, and then went to parties, drank well, let my kids get cracked out on candy at the Verb Noire party, and totally flirted inappropriately with people whose blogs i admire. really, it's just that i respect your BRAIN, not that i was trying to mack on you baby. street harrassed vito excalibur, even.
The husband was a total rockstar and did hours and hours of kid duty so i could pretend i am social and shit.
who's bright idea was it to have the gay agenda in who and torchwood panel at assthirty tomorrow morning? I'm determined to somehow drag ass up in time for the 10 oclock something wrong on the internet panel full of rockstars, but, yea, it's 3:20 now and my kid is finally looking sleepy. but i really want to hit that one.
also, at some drunkass point tonight, the phrase "choke a bitch for feminism" came up, but there is no wa it would ever be explainable or appropriate.