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May. 14th, 2007

  • 1:35 PM
pepper: Pepperpot (Just give me time)
A fleeting post to say I survived (and very much enjoyed) the hen three-day-weekend in Brighton, would have liked it to have gone on for at least another couple of days (except for the being-away-from-lj thing. *craves lj*), I can now categorically state that I have seen a purple cow (several, in fact), and that you're all lovely people, with your deadline extensions, and your fic, and your student living experiences (ergh, Caladria), and your Sam meta, and your pretty pics of RDA in Pandora's Clock, and your requests for information about Jack in civvies (which idea distracted me for far too long), and... gods, my flist is long. I'm never going to manage to comment on all the stuff I want to comment on, but consider yourselves loved by me. *g*
 
And now I must work.
 
Why has season 4 of MacGyver gone missing on its way to me? Why? Is it to tell me to take advantage of the extra time given me to knuckle down and get my SD_ficathon story finished? Cruel. Very cruel.

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ext_3314: Woman writing (Default)
[identity profile] pepper-field.livejournal.com wrote:
May. 15th, 2007 03:52 pm (UTC)
Just about. Brighton is hen night central - much wearing of wings, bunny ears, halos, devil horns, etc. We were relatively tame in that respect (because, taaaaaacky), but still managed to be staggering through the streets of Brighton at 3am Saturday night, having consumed much alcohol and danced (with a guy in a cowboy outfit and a lasso) to some weird, weird music under a giant purple cow marquee.

I'd never heard a dance version of Johnny Cash's 'Jackson' before - but now I have. My life is complete. *g*
[identity profile] caladria.livejournal.com wrote:
May. 15th, 2007 04:44 pm (UTC)
No L plates? I don't think I've ever seen a hen night without L plates!

Please tell me you stole his lassoo *g*
ext_3314: Woman writing (Default)
[identity profile] pepper-field.livejournal.com wrote:
May. 16th, 2007 08:16 am (UTC)
Oh, we had L-plates. And we made her wear wings and some flashing devil horns, and threw confetti at her... We just didn't go quite as all-out on the Bunny Girl costumes as some groups we passed. *g*

And, no, unfortunately we didn't steal his lasso, either. I didn't even steal a trolly or a traffic cone. My excuse is that we ate so much it was nigh-on impossible to get drunk. *g*

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