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Unicon flights booked

Flights for my trip down to Melbourne for Unicon are booked.

Flying Virgin Blue this time. Much as I prefer Qantas over Virgin Blue, the difference in tickets was about $100 between the two so I went for the cheaper option. While Virgin Blue does have smaller seats than Qantas, I think I've lost enough weight that the seats shouldn't be anywhere near as cramped.

I land at 13:25 on Thursday the 29th of September of flight DJ318, and leave on at 15:00 on Wednesday the 5th of October on flight DJ323.

designadrug and arienmir, if the offer to stay at your place is still available I would like to take it up please.

Now, to do a hell of a lot of research and write the game...

Comments

paradigmshifty
Jul. 26th, 2005 04:28 am (UTC)
You just want to try and have your way with the cute-assed boy :-)
rantinan
Jul. 26th, 2005 09:52 am (UTC)
Horse shit. :) If i tried anything, kitten would kill me. I'm a happly living in sin man now!
paradigmshifty
Jul. 26th, 2005 10:02 am (UTC)
You could at least try to play along to embarass him! :-)
rantinan
Jul. 26th, 2005 10:09 am (UTC)
Or i could make a Secreat diary of lord of the rings refrence and cause both the kitty an i to roll arround breathless form laughter for 10 minutes.... IT's all relitive.
paradigmshifty
Jul. 26th, 2005 10:16 am (UTC)
I wonder if he can do the hat trick?
halloranelder
Jul. 26th, 2005 10:24 am (UTC)
That depends, have we made his nose bleed yet? :)
rantinan
Jul. 26th, 2005 10:33 am (UTC)
Quite possibly, but it more the blowing the horn of gondor that is endearing ;)
paradigmshifty
Jul. 26th, 2005 10:35 am (UTC)
'Endearing' is an interesting choice of word... :-)
rantinan
Jul. 26th, 2005 11:23 am (UTC)
SO is inuendo
paradigmshifty
Jul. 26th, 2005 12:06 pm (UTC)
Ahhh - an Italian suppository!

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