Oh, no. I found the
OUDS site. And it looks so cool. Now, I'll likely die, if I don't get in. And I demand that you all get me the nicest funeral out there. I want a big old Victorian headstone; you may cut down on cost by finching one from the old cemetary across from the Tent. I suggest that Lucy carve something on it about how sexy and uber fab I am, and that Caro knits me a tombstone cover, for those chilly autumn nights in the graveyard. I will think of jobs for the rest of you, too. However, as I shall be dead, there will be nothing that I can do about it, if you don't do as I wish. Unless I send some creepy ghoulies and ghosties after you.
Also, I'm instigating tags, in this journal.