What the fuck...

Apr 20, 2004 22:49

Um...

I don't know WHAT they put in that 'Klingon Blood Wine' at the gaming convention, but wow...

Woke up and I'm in this 'I am the almighty King of Rivendell, Mr. Anderson' suite in New York City. Not quite sure how I got here or how the hell we're paying for all this, so I might as well live this up while I can before I get dragged off to jail. Again. At least I don't have to worry about getting killed by Anakin witch this time though.

So... Don't know how we jetted over here, but apparently San Francisco was somewhere in the route because there's a very genuine marrige certificate complete with seals and all on the table and a really, REALLY cute boy beside me in bed this morning.

If I still had them, I'd give all of my Star Wars collection to whoever shoved that drink down my throat last... Um... Whenever it was...

I wonder if the vehicle that got us here is as nice as the room....
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