Well, you've plenty of time before D*C to sort out any and all shaved bits. ;) As I've not seen you in forever and a day, I was unaware of said queue's presence. Though, it did lead to an odd mental image of you with a line of Brits standing on your face, shuffling their feet and muttering quietly whilst waiting for something.
*perfectly normal*
As for my whereabouts, aside from the bit where I'm ripping the skin from my fingers with corset laces (I had 5 bandaids on by the end of the first day due to my skin not being that tough), your guess is as good as mine. We seem to end up over at the other hotel, in the bar, chattering at people. I know I still owe Jewel Staite's husband a birthday spanking, as I promised him one this year and was unable to deliver due to scheduling difficulties. This year, however, I shall be there for the whole time, not just 2 of the nights!
Such an odd event. It still entertains me that I could meet a crapload of celebs and act perfectly cool and then turn into a gibbering fangirl at Jennie. I suck!
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*perfectly normal*
As for my whereabouts, aside from the bit where I'm ripping the skin from my fingers with corset laces (I had 5 bandaids on by the end of the first day due to my skin not being that tough), your guess is as good as mine. We seem to end up over at the other hotel, in the bar, chattering at people. I know I still owe Jewel Staite's husband a birthday spanking, as I promised him one this year and was unable to deliver due to scheduling difficulties. This year, however, I shall be there for the whole time, not just 2 of the nights!
Such an odd event. It still entertains me that I could meet a crapload of celebs and act perfectly cool and then turn into a gibbering fangirl at Jennie. I suck!