Friday, July 27, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
Fibroids In The Tires>fibroids Sectus and Pottermania
busy.
On Friday came, and falling pikes peak (really, London is not aware that it is summer) went to the conference. I arrived separately and at least soaked to the bone. Taking advantage of a cold-ball to put on my Gothic dress and layer directly instead of waiting for the evening (and enguarrine my coat with all the puddles in London, raging to be petite!) There were panels and mixed with more geeks hata like us that it was time to prepare for the main event. A departure from the book.
We went to Waterstones Piccadilly where we had our private reserves, a modest entourage of fifteen to twenty people and camped in line with everything we caught until it was time to taker our books and go to read. There was a slight division between English and English, but that can not be avoided, Heike, Greg and friends to let them Kazzi brought reinforcements because if they end up drowning in both English and happy all close together and hope to be able to buy the last book of Harry Potter.
The plan was read during the night and return to the morning after the conference to go to more panels. Well, I did not finish it in time, pro that does not stop me from going to panels with spoilers. Sleeping a grand total of two hours on the floor of the Rachel's room and feeling as if he were to die at any moment, I went to the conference. They joined me later. So throw away, for better or worse until lunchtime where we are going toa pub to put him some substance to the body, which was at least my point of collapsing altogether.
After lunch back home to get ready and go to the Yule Ball Not the dance had those Sectus organic. Many people dressed tastefully (or outlandishly, depenidendo from what angle you look) and old folk dances, buffet and cocktails. not bad, and would have been even better if I had not taken the heels of the death and we had not felt all as if we had given a thousand blows and were about to fall over a thousand evil. Too soon for the rACC that left the fucking ball, but too late according to my body, perhaps to rub headed. (Digimos you to read, but of course, my body said, and some lametions)
And yesterday it over but at least after some sleep. More kickoff, more people geek, more laughs and more Harry Potter. We ended up in Regent's Park lying in the grass while the large contingent of geeks Sectus disappeared from our sight to go to play Quidditch (no, not really) and we nNOS stayed there with a drink and talking, enjoying the rare occasion that was that he came from the sun.
And so rare, it takes all day raining steadily today, if when I say that London has not heard him say that it's summer for something ...
That's all for now, but soon, after which Carol has come to me.
And now, pictures:
Wheot the Yule Ball
and now this ... we bored you with my photos but
XD
On Friday came, and falling pikes peak (really, London is not aware that it is summer) went to the conference. I arrived separately and at least soaked to the bone. Taking advantage of a cold-ball to put on my Gothic dress and layer directly instead of waiting for the evening (and enguarrine my coat with all the puddles in London, raging to be petite!) There were panels and mixed with more geeks hata like us that it was time to prepare for the main event. A departure from the book.
We went to Waterstones Piccadilly where we had our private reserves, a modest entourage of fifteen to twenty people and camped in line with everything we caught until it was time to taker our books and go to read. There was a slight division between English and English, but that can not be avoided, Heike, Greg and friends to let them Kazzi brought reinforcements because if they end up drowning in both English and happy all close together and hope to be able to buy the last book of Harry Potter.
The plan was read during the night and return to the morning after the conference to go to more panels. Well, I did not finish it in time, pro that does not stop me from going to panels with spoilers. Sleeping a grand total of two hours on the floor of the Rachel's room and feeling as if he were to die at any moment, I went to the conference. They joined me later. So throw away, for better or worse until lunchtime where we are going toa pub to put him some substance to the body, which was at least my point of collapsing altogether.
After lunch back home to get ready and go to the Yule Ball Not the dance had those Sectus organic. Many people dressed tastefully (or outlandishly, depenidendo from what angle you look) and old folk dances, buffet and cocktails. not bad, and would have been even better if I had not taken the heels of the death and we had not felt all as if we had given a thousand blows and were about to fall over a thousand evil. Too soon for the rACC that left the fucking ball, but too late according to my body, perhaps to rub headed. (Digimos you to read, but of course, my body said, and some lametions)
And yesterday it over but at least after some sleep. More kickoff, more people geek, more laughs and more Harry Potter. We ended up in Regent's Park lying in the grass while the large contingent of geeks Sectus disappeared from our sight to go to play Quidditch (no, not really) and we nNOS stayed there with a drink and talking, enjoying the rare occasion that was that he came from the sun.
And so rare, it takes all day raining steadily today, if when I say that London has not heard him say that it's summer for something ...
That's all for now, but soon, after which Carol has come to me.
And now, pictures:
Wheot the Yule Ball
and now this ... we bored you with my photos but
XD
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)