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Never tell people when you leave town, they tend to poop in your guild hall...Dwilah wrote:I'm gone until next Sunday--see you guys!
Coiy
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Coiyonite Adaks
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...but I have no guild hall. o___o I don't think half (or more) of Nocturnus even knows who I am. Much less where I live. ...though I could be wrong. (Oh no, did I lock the tent? Did I leave the treadwell droid running? I'm gunna go nuts!!!)
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Dwilah
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*Mess'Tar notes: look for the tent with treadwell, leave bag of gurk poop on the stoop, pick up milk and bread*
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MrDooo
- SWG Tales Founder
And a stick of butter.MrDooo wrote:*Mess'Tar notes: look for the tent with treadwell, leave bag of gurk poop on the stoop, pick up milk and bread*
See you next week, Dwilah. (And yes, I also know where you live).
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X'an Shin
- SWG Tales Founder
Mmmm... Whipped Gurk Poop.Zannon wrote:/Runs to the factory to whip up a fresh batch of Gurk poop.
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Jorhel
- Staff Corporal
OH NO. She's going to cry when she comes back and finds week-old gurk poop on her stoop.
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Dwilah
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Have a good trip!! Thanks for making me those gogo boots on such short notice!!! *hugs*Dwilah wrote:I'm gone until next Sunday--see you guys!
We need to do some RP sometime soon.
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Ekade
- The Kika'Vati Order
I'm baaaa-aaack!
Kelly....
-got bit by a horse (horseriding on the beach)
-got bit fifteen times by mosquitos (relaxing beach sunsets)
-got bit by an old woman (drunken grandma visiting the beach house)
-got stung by what could only be described as "baby, lightening fast jellyfish"
-was a 'living reef' (small schools of fish nibbling at her toes for hours on end...exfoliation!)
-ate her weight in bacon and chocolate
-made up for the sleep deprivation of the last six months
-wrote 59 pages of the next Dwilah story by hand (which will probably shrink with typing to like...ten, or something)
-missed everyone here but oddly enough didn't miss her computer!
Because I know you're all DYING to know what I did on my vacation, I'll elaborate. =)P Monday we drove down to Cape San Blas, Florida, which is about an hour from my grandmother's house in Panama City. We got there around 9 pm, and ran around yelling about how cute the house was. Our party consisted of my mom, my dad, myself, my little brother Scott, his girlfriend Brittany, and our two dogs Lucy and Sophie.
Day Two was beach time. Or, an attempt at beach time. I walked the dogs early in the morning with my dad and tried to keep Lucy from swallowing buckets of sea water, which she seemed to love to drink for some reason. I went swimming but spotting two jellyfish made me lose my nerve, and I went inside. I spent the rest of the day starting on the Dwilah story I'd been saving to write on this trip. And some good old vegging in front of the TV. We also ate out at an absolutely hideous restaraunt that we were all miserable at.
Day Three was relatives (yay). Aunt Paula came out and we visited with her until Grandma arrived, at which point we all got smashed. There are some interesting pictures where my grandmother and I are pretending to be monkeys and groom each other's hair (no idea what exactly got that started...probably the sangria). This was a birthday celebration for my grandmother's sixth 64th birthday in a row.
Day Four was horseback riding on the beach. Not only was it fun to ride again...(I used to take lessons as a young girl [oh, so old at twenty *groan*])...it was also really relaxing and a great deal of fun to poke at my little brother, who got to ride the horse who was in heat. And named Prissy. Ha. My horse was named Star (aw) and was jealous because Brittany's horse was her boyfriend, and kept trying to mack on Prissy. When the ride came to a close, I managed to show my bra off to everybody because my shirt got caught on the saddlehorn and like, came off. Was very interesting. Fortunately I think only a little boy and some very amused looking horse caretakers were watching.
Day Five was relatives again. Paula and my mom went to the beach while grandma slept and Dad and I watched crude humor on TV. (Yay!)
Day Six was mostly to myself, as Mom, Dad, Scott, and Brittany went kayaking in the bay and I spent most of the time dozing on the couch and writing. Aunt Paula and Uncle Bob showed up later to hang out for a bit.
....soo-oooo throw in a little bit more beaching and some sea-shell collecting, a good deal more writing and a whole helluva lot more sleeping, and that's my vacation. I'm sure you're so interested. =D
And today I woke up at five am for some reason, drove like a slavedriver, and yakked about high school politics with Brittany while Scott slept the entire way home. I feel braindead.
But tonight I'm going to go see the Manchurian Canidate! YEAH! I hope it's good. =D And catch up on the plots I missed! Woooo-oooo! Somebody point me at the threads that are must-reads. o____o
Kelly....
-got bit by a horse (horseriding on the beach)
-got bit fifteen times by mosquitos (relaxing beach sunsets)
-got bit by an old woman (drunken grandma visiting the beach house)
-got stung by what could only be described as "baby, lightening fast jellyfish"
-was a 'living reef' (small schools of fish nibbling at her toes for hours on end...exfoliation!)
-ate her weight in bacon and chocolate
-made up for the sleep deprivation of the last six months
-wrote 59 pages of the next Dwilah story by hand (which will probably shrink with typing to like...ten, or something)
-missed everyone here but oddly enough didn't miss her computer!
Because I know you're all DYING to know what I did on my vacation, I'll elaborate. =)P Monday we drove down to Cape San Blas, Florida, which is about an hour from my grandmother's house in Panama City. We got there around 9 pm, and ran around yelling about how cute the house was. Our party consisted of my mom, my dad, myself, my little brother Scott, his girlfriend Brittany, and our two dogs Lucy and Sophie.
Day Two was beach time. Or, an attempt at beach time. I walked the dogs early in the morning with my dad and tried to keep Lucy from swallowing buckets of sea water, which she seemed to love to drink for some reason. I went swimming but spotting two jellyfish made me lose my nerve, and I went inside. I spent the rest of the day starting on the Dwilah story I'd been saving to write on this trip. And some good old vegging in front of the TV. We also ate out at an absolutely hideous restaraunt that we were all miserable at.
Day Three was relatives (yay). Aunt Paula came out and we visited with her until Grandma arrived, at which point we all got smashed. There are some interesting pictures where my grandmother and I are pretending to be monkeys and groom each other's hair (no idea what exactly got that started...probably the sangria). This was a birthday celebration for my grandmother's sixth 64th birthday in a row.
Day Four was horseback riding on the beach. Not only was it fun to ride again...(I used to take lessons as a young girl [oh, so old at twenty *groan*])...it was also really relaxing and a great deal of fun to poke at my little brother, who got to ride the horse who was in heat. And named Prissy. Ha. My horse was named Star (aw) and was jealous because Brittany's horse was her boyfriend, and kept trying to mack on Prissy. When the ride came to a close, I managed to show my bra off to everybody because my shirt got caught on the saddlehorn and like, came off. Was very interesting. Fortunately I think only a little boy and some very amused looking horse caretakers were watching.
Day Five was relatives again. Paula and my mom went to the beach while grandma slept and Dad and I watched crude humor on TV. (Yay!)
Day Six was mostly to myself, as Mom, Dad, Scott, and Brittany went kayaking in the bay and I spent most of the time dozing on the couch and writing. Aunt Paula and Uncle Bob showed up later to hang out for a bit.
....soo-oooo throw in a little bit more beaching and some sea-shell collecting, a good deal more writing and a whole helluva lot more sleeping, and that's my vacation. I'm sure you're so interested. =D
And today I woke up at five am for some reason, drove like a slavedriver, and yakked about high school politics with Brittany while Scott slept the entire way home. I feel braindead.
But tonight I'm going to go see the Manchurian Canidate! YEAH! I hope it's good. =D And catch up on the plots I missed! Woooo-oooo! Somebody point me at the threads that are must-reads. o____o
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Dwilah
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Welcome back, Lady Bothan. The flames of hell where turned down to a simmer while you were gone. 
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Seret Sajet
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