low, flying planes

[sigerson]

I'm in the airport on my way to the AAR, with a few hours to kill before my flight to Chicago. It's a beautiful day, and the planes are taking off right in front of my window. I'm not quite yet ready, I think, to be saturated with nollij, but I'll be there by the first session tomorrow.

For a few reasons that don't bear explaining on Livejournal, I am pretty low. Therefore, I am making a blatant plea for internet sympathy and combining it with a distraction technique.

So here's my offer.
If you comment, I will reply to your comment with one of three things:
--a costume item that suits you
--a happy memory of you
--a haiku based on a topic you suggest.

Of course, replies may be delayed till I can find some available Chicago webbernets, but I promise a reply to all of them.

And now, I'm going to eat my damn Butterfinger.

Comments

[ellen-fremedon.livejournal.com]

:-( I am sorry that you are low. I will take a costume item for cheering-up purposes.

Mmmm, Butterfinger.

[sigerson.livejournal.com]

Wait, my boots didn't show up! I had written out a set of awesomeboots for you to wear! And for you to crush your enemies! Perhaps Logan's wifi is not what I might have hoped.


Instead of awesomeboots, I shall then outfit you with the special set of Sensible Mary Janes...designed by James Bond's Q. I wouldn't adjust that buckle while you're near anything flammable.

[ellen-fremedon.livejournal.com]

Ooooooh.

*stompstompstomp*

*trip*

*FOOOOOOOOOOOOOSHHHHHHHHHHHH*