Side Benefit of Being Too Sick To Go To Work . . .

[snurri]

. . . and having no energy for anything but obsessively refreshing LJ:

Snagged someone's unwanted Concourse room at the con rate.

Score!

Comments

[secritcrush.livejournal.com]

Excellent!

[snurri.livejournal.com]

Indeed!

[tanaise.livejournal.com]

I hate you!

[secritcrush.livejournal.com]

Clearly you two should be roomies.

[snurri.livejournal.com]

Look into my eyes and say that.

[tanaise.livejournal.com]

okay, I love your posts from earlier in the week too much to *really* hate you. But I am all about the fake hate today, particularly with wiscon rooms.

[snurri.livejournal.com]

Have you put out a call for folks needing roommates?

[tanaise.livejournal.com]

Thus far I've only whined about it informally. I only recently remembered that it's going to be an issue. And I totally missed Marsha's room being up for grabs. So sad.

[ninja-pencil.livejournal.com]

Hey, you were the subject of conversation at some seedy jazz bar last week, and ajjones says you're really funny and nice and I need more funny and nice on my blog. So... (damn, why does asking somebody to be E-Friends feel so strange and sound either stalkerish or over-explanatory or vague or not-all-encompassing of the whole slew of reasons you wanna be friends whilst including that you're okay too and not nearly as weird as your request makes you sound, but while trying to keep it tight and concise and cool yet casual, but... fuck it, I just drooled coffee through my nose and now all my dignity has been shot to shit. DAMN YOU!!!!!)

I like you, will you please be my live journal friend?
:D

[snurri.livejournal.com]

Hey, you just made me laugh, so that's a win :-) Glad to have you aboard!!!

I need more seedy jazz bars in my life . . .