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It's true; I really AM fantastic. The Doctor said so. June 10th, 2008 - 06:14 pm
ZOMG you went to The Church we were gonna go to The Church but I was sooo tired and we should have gone to The Church and ARGH!

Right. Sorry. Just a missed opportunity I shall never recapture. Moving on with my life. Though I intend to check out Panopticon, which is a goth night run by someone rejoicing in the handle, I kid you not, DJ Lord Byron. I know. DJ LORD BYRON. Swoony nickname is swoony. He's probably a tool, but I will give him the benefit of the doubt until he proves his toolishness.

You, my dear, looked hawt with much hawtness. OH! And I totally should tell you about the creepy old guy who wanted to see allz teh boobiez and uses an interest in steampunk to faciliate said lechery, but frankly, it still makes my skin crawl. Suffice to say that on Saturday, when my friend Amanda returned to the Con in a more low-cut top, he asked her to close her eyes, then admitted he just wanted to stare at her breasts without her noticing. So much fail. Sooooo much fail.

Also, the presentation on How To Talk To Girls was hysterical.
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