Stuff, just stuff
Monday, 8 August 2005 08:29( cut because not everyone wants to hear about church stuff )
Met
tptigger in St. Louis on Saturday.
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Verily it was squeeful and we semi-conference called Wendy from the TGI Friday's there and managed to frighten her just a little.
Some evil fic resulted. Mostly just discussions and lo, I did *not* convert Tigger unto the slash. Too bad. Because Tigger would just be such a great *get* for the Dark Side. Also, I think I would've earned Wendy's undying admiration, respect, awe, and possibly been nominated for diety-hood if I'd been able to do that.
We talked for a long, long while. Felt bad for Tigger 'cause her stomach kept acting up. And mind kinda did a couple of hours after we left Fridays and were on the bus, which makes me wonder if there was something in the food/drink. Not food poisoning, 'cause that takes 12-24 hours to kick in with the ungoodness, but maybe something in the food we're both sensitive to.
We squeed like fangirls, 'cause we're fangirls. And we talked over the Jossverse, Firefly, PR in various incarnations, fic, List Birthday fic, and how we're both writing the same fic from completely different angles, and of course - how we just can't forgive Davis/Panzer for that pretend episode where Richie died.
It was fun, and yay for finally getting to meet a list member. I'm thinking that next I need to meet
ladyslvr or
arpiana or
latimer84. We need to hold a TPcon or something. Tigger had the right idea. Reserve a block of hotel rooms and converge and squee.
I'd love to some day go to a fannish convention. Especially one where a person I really liked was going to be showing up. There should be Jossverse cons, where Angel, Buffy, and Firefly fans can all get together and celebrate the squee that is Joss.
Okay, now I've wandered so far past the fannish borders of this journal, it's not funny. Suffice it to say, Tigger was loads of fun and I hate we didn't have longer.
- Meg
Met
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Verily it was squeeful and we semi-conference called Wendy from the TGI Friday's there and managed to frighten her just a little.
Some evil fic resulted. Mostly just discussions and lo, I did *not* convert Tigger unto the slash. Too bad. Because Tigger would just be such a great *get* for the Dark Side. Also, I think I would've earned Wendy's undying admiration, respect, awe, and possibly been nominated for diety-hood if I'd been able to do that.
We talked for a long, long while. Felt bad for Tigger 'cause her stomach kept acting up. And mind kinda did a couple of hours after we left Fridays and were on the bus, which makes me wonder if there was something in the food/drink. Not food poisoning, 'cause that takes 12-24 hours to kick in with the ungoodness, but maybe something in the food we're both sensitive to.
We squeed like fangirls, 'cause we're fangirls. And we talked over the Jossverse, Firefly, PR in various incarnations, fic, List Birthday fic, and how we're both writing the same fic from completely different angles, and of course - how we just can't forgive Davis/Panzer for that pretend episode where Richie died.
It was fun, and yay for finally getting to meet a list member. I'm thinking that next I need to meet
I'd love to some day go to a fannish convention. Especially one where a person I really liked was going to be showing up. There should be Jossverse cons, where Angel, Buffy, and Firefly fans can all get together and celebrate the squee that is Joss.
Okay, now I've wandered so far past the fannish borders of this journal, it's not funny. Suffice it to say, Tigger was loads of fun and I hate we didn't have longer.
- Meg