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thejunipertreePeanut lover's Chex Mix?
I don't bloody think so.
It should be called "Hey, sorry we lied and said peanuts were in here" Chex Mix.
On a plus note, I bought a pair of opera length stretchy black velvet gloves last night, which are incredibly soft. Due to the sale being run by Thee Pumpkin Girl's shop, I was also able to get a pair of shorter black lace gloves for free. Free! hee.
They'll look quite spiffy with my black velvet cheong sam.
On a negative note, I was almost killed by incense last night.
That's the last time I let the Engineer talk me into going to a public ritual. If I wasn't coughing, then I was smirking. And if I wasn't smirking, then I was biting the inside of my mouth to keep from busting out in peals of mocking laughter. I coughed and choked and danced from foot to foot because my bladder decided that now is the time on Sprockets when we have to pee. I almost kept holding my breath because the damn twit with the incense burner kept coming near me. Just my fucking luck to stand at one of the quarters. Go, me.
Just as a helpful hint, if you're going to wear a cloak to your ritual? Then you should probably not wear a green t-shirt underneath that proclaims DELAWARE. It kind of ruins the effect that I think you might have been shooting for.
They were all very nice people, mind you. But, I just can't get past my "eeeww, you touched it!" view of the majority of Wickerns. Don't argue with me about it. Change is not going to happen.
hrmph.
I don't bloody think so.
It should be called "Hey, sorry we lied and said peanuts were in here" Chex Mix.
On a plus note, I bought a pair of opera length stretchy black velvet gloves last night, which are incredibly soft. Due to the sale being run by Thee Pumpkin Girl's shop, I was also able to get a pair of shorter black lace gloves for free. Free! hee.
They'll look quite spiffy with my black velvet cheong sam.
On a negative note, I was almost killed by incense last night.
That's the last time I let the Engineer talk me into going to a public ritual. If I wasn't coughing, then I was smirking. And if I wasn't smirking, then I was biting the inside of my mouth to keep from busting out in peals of mocking laughter. I coughed and choked and danced from foot to foot because my bladder decided that now is the time on Sprockets when we have to pee. I almost kept holding my breath because the damn twit with the incense burner kept coming near me. Just my fucking luck to stand at one of the quarters. Go, me.
Just as a helpful hint, if you're going to wear a cloak to your ritual? Then you should probably not wear a green t-shirt underneath that proclaims DELAWARE. It kind of ruins the effect that I think you might have been shooting for.
They were all very nice people, mind you. But, I just can't get past my "eeeww, you touched it!" view of the majority of Wickerns. Don't argue with me about it. Change is not going to happen.
hrmph.
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Date: 2003-05-02 11:50 am (UTC)