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Post by Rose on Oct 20, 2006 14:51:18 GMT -5
I love my coat, it looks like a frock coat. (Which is why I got it...) I feel especially dark and mysterious when I pull the collars up to keep out the cold... I really need to clean my mirror.
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 20, 2006 14:54:21 GMT -5
Oooh collar UP! I should try my coat with the collar up!
*new trend*
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Post by Indiana on Oct 20, 2006 15:07:17 GMT -5
I had something like four huge test this week and next week is set to be the week of innane yet time-consuming projects.
Arg.
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 20, 2006 15:08:29 GMT -5
Sister just made oatmeal chocolate-chip cookies.
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Post by Raoul on Oct 20, 2006 15:08:35 GMT -5
I have a coat like that!... but I don't think I have pictures...
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Post by Rose on Oct 20, 2006 15:11:14 GMT -5
Sister just ate packaged brownies, cuz sister lacks cooking skillz and initiative.
We should start a crazy coat-picture-posting trend... because nothing exciting is happening right now.
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Post by Georgiana on Oct 20, 2006 15:15:20 GMT -5
Now, where would I find Nadir?
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 20, 2006 15:21:28 GMT -5
Hiding from you, wench.
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Post by Rose on Oct 20, 2006 15:22:20 GMT -5
*points in general direction of Darren's Pad*
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Post by Sir Percy on Oct 20, 2006 15:22:46 GMT -5
*sighs* Who would've thought I might have missed my own wedding?
God, I am such a ditz.
Let me make the thread.
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Post by Georgiana on Oct 20, 2006 15:23:00 GMT -5
Nope, he just left.. but I WILL find him...
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 20, 2006 15:28:00 GMT -5
You can't kill Nadir!
...can you?
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Post by Georgiana on Oct 20, 2006 15:51:50 GMT -5
I can try....
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Post by Vianne Giry on Oct 20, 2006 15:58:30 GMT -5
But you can't actually do it.
And then Darren will...I don't know...beat you to death with an eyelash curler.
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Post by Sir Percy on Oct 20, 2006 16:00:19 GMT -5
Or Alexander will kill you...with a sword. It won't be fun either.
Although...damn. I'd pay good money to see someone beat to death with an eyelash curler.
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