Stuff and HUH.
Jul. 8th, 2007 02:37 amWhile in the elevator, going back to get something from the room, I met a guy from Chicago who asked me if I wanted to fuck.
(him and his friend were asking me if I was with the convention and a small conversation happened from that.)
Bizarro. :O
(him and his friend were asking me if I was with the convention and a small conversation happened from that.)
Bizarro. :O
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Date: 2007-07-09 11:49 pm (UTC):D
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Date: 2007-07-10 12:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-08 07:00 pm (UTC)Though, heh, you were apparently heading up as I was heading out to get plastered. >.<
Somehow I managed to stumble back from the Westin to the Mariott drunker then a scottsman and made it to the room, :P
Though, we figured out a new phrase, "I need to go to the bathroom and Murlock now! Rrrrgggrrrgglglllll *splat* :D"
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Date: 2007-07-09 02:05 am (UTC)obviously he could not.
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