Tiny Bubbles...

[xp_meggan]

I saw a lot of flying, singing pancakes last night. With wobbley eyes. It’s like if I bought a billion of those pillows, Kevin, instead of just one.

The pancakes sang in English, but the bubbles in my bath went for German. Molly couldn’t hear them, but they were very pretty. The toaster also shot flowers.

I might have draped across someone until they were forced to return a hug at some point. But everyone else was nice about it!

Comments

[x-network.livejournal.com]

It was a crazy night!

I wasn't too, I dunno, too... clingy or anything last night, by any chance, was I?

[x-meggan.livejournal.com]

It didn't feel like it. I was giving a great big hug to everyone around me, but yours didn't feel clingy to me. Didn't last more than a minute.

[x-network.livejournal.com]

Oh, ok, good. :)

[x-deadpool.livejournal.com]

Were you, by chance, studying for your "theory of driving" test at this party where you may or may not have been slightly clingy due to whatever it was that somebody spiked the punch with, Miss Vale?

[x-network.livejournal.com]

Ack, did someone spike the punch? No studying was done, not by me, promise. :)

[x-deadpool.livejournal.com]

I don't know, I was just assuming someone did based on Meggan's assertions that the pancakes had eyes and were flying.

[x-network.livejournal.com]

I didn't see any flying pancakes, that would've made it even weirder though.

[x-deadpool.livejournal.com]

I'd imagine so.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

The air got spiked, not the punch.

[x-deadpool.livejournal.com]

Hey, I was close for a dude who wasn't there.