..:Pictures and Posting insanity (I am so sorry, I am vaugely drunk.):..
OK, as my internet has temporarily been ressurected, I'm gonna blog this while I can. First order of business: Pics from tiffs party:
Me in the hat I made out of the top hat and a multitude of gears, beads and chips of ceramic:
The full outfit:
Tiff's full outfit:
Tiff unable to hold in her inner self any longer after a night of being reasonably well behaved:
Though you cannot see it, this is Laura, owner of the massive Clamp style sleeves o doom!
Tiff's roomie emma (one of the most honestly cute people I have ever met!)
Spent Thanksgiving unearthing the 15 foot mutant cranberry bushes out back of the house and discovering that my sister in law's aunt, is one of Tiff's parents best friends.
Very strange reminder of six degrees of seperation. Life is... well, life at the moment. Some good stuff, some bad.
And now, because I am vaugly buzzed and Bryanna is a bad influence: I present to you the tale of KT the Who. Seuss style:
In the far away land of Woollamaloo, There lived a young creature named KT the Who. Not the Who like the Doctor, she's just not that cool. Despite her being the professor, for the big learning school.
There was much to be taught, by Prof. KT the Who. Like slash and the internets, and pretty boys too.
She taught them young and old, they came from far and wide. But the ever calm KT, Took it all in her stride.
Oh who am I kidding? She nearly blew her top! She ranted and raved, and grumbled non-stop.
"These students" She said, "They're driving me Mad!! I had no bloody idea, that the world was this bad!"
Thus Prof. KT the Who Turned back to the Mounties and cold. And thus ends her tale, or so we are told.
Honestly, I have NO IDEA where this came from. Me and Beej were sitting around drinking beer and hot chocolate and THIS is the result.
I am so, so sorry.
And KT? You don't live in a real place. Canada has Fraser and poutine. We win.