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Happy, happy, joy, joy!

Yay!

I just spoke with the ever so lovely nikkicat13 and organised to be in some teams with her and a few others for Arcanacon. I'm in a good mood now! :)

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vaingloriesque
Nov. 23rd, 2005 03:15 am (UTC)
Arcanacon. That's in Melbourne, right?...
mareth_redorb
Nov. 23rd, 2005 03:19 am (UTC)
Yup. Australia Day Weekend at Collingwood Secondary College.
vaingloriesque
Nov. 23rd, 2005 03:22 am (UTC)
*files away information*

Thank you!

*whistles innocently*
halloranelder
Nov. 23rd, 2005 03:29 am (UTC)
Innocently? Sure...
vaingloriesque
Nov. 23rd, 2005 03:36 am (UTC)
ho ho ho
mareth_redorb
Nov. 23rd, 2005 04:17 am (UTC)
Does this mean I might be watching you attempt to break Fergie during my game?

Although, this isn't really one of my games designed for that, I'm sure you'll be able to find a way....
vaingloriesque
Nov. 23rd, 2005 04:19 am (UTC)
No, I don't really do cons any more. But I'll make sure I'm in town that week. :)
mareth_redorb
Nov. 23rd, 2005 04:50 am (UTC)
Such a pity. Oh well :) I'm sure it will just make the anticipation of the after-party that much more poignant for Fergie.....

Not that I'd ever do anything to make him go "Sproing". :)
vaingloriesque
Nov. 23rd, 2005 04:57 am (UTC)
as if!
Not that I'd ever do anything to make him go "Sproing". :)

Of course not! None of us have, or would!
mareth_redorb
Nov. 23rd, 2005 09:23 pm (UTC)
Re: as if!
Heheheh :)
psuedonym777
Nov. 23rd, 2005 07:11 am (UTC)
Indeed. I request a bucket. A sponge wouldn't go astray either.... *nods*
mareth_redorb
Nov. 23rd, 2005 09:22 pm (UTC)
I'll start putting plastic down....
halloranelder
Nov. 24th, 2005 02:34 am (UTC)
Got a mop? We'll probably need one.
mareth_redorb
Nov. 24th, 2005 02:37 am (UTC)
Yeah, but I don't have a handle long enough to reach the ceiling without a stepladder.
halloranelder
Nov. 24th, 2005 03:28 am (UTC)
Well, if you fondle Fergie the right way he'll be stiff enough to use as an extendable handle.
mareth_redorb
Nov. 24th, 2005 03:29 am (UTC)
I think I'll leave that one up to you mate :)
psuedonym777
Nov. 23rd, 2005 06:47 am (UTC)
You could come to the playtest then. I haven't actually seen you roleplay yet.... :o)
vaingloriesque
Nov. 23rd, 2005 06:57 am (UTC)
No, you haven't... yet. *wicked grin*
psuedonym777
Nov. 23rd, 2005 07:09 am (UTC)
hehhe, playful B. :o)
nikkicat13
Nov. 23rd, 2005 04:47 am (UTC)
1. Innocent???? I think (and hope) not! ;)
2. Yes I'll be in Melbourne at the beginning of Jan as well as the end of it!
vaingloriesque
Nov. 23rd, 2005 05:06 am (UTC)
Won't you also be in Melbourne some time in December? ;)
nikkicat13
Nov. 23rd, 2005 05:18 am (UTC)
Yep - that's what leads into the beginning of January :)
(I'll be in Melbourne from 17 Dec to 2 Jan)
Looking forward to not having to rush around quite so much and getting some quality time with people :)
psuedonym777
Nov. 23rd, 2005 06:46 am (UTC)
Together they form team "Fergie should start running now" :oP
halloranelder
Nov. 23rd, 2005 07:07 am (UTC)
Remember, I've been well behaved up to this point...
psuedonym777
Nov. 23rd, 2005 07:10 am (UTC)
I know, hence why I am wary.... :oP
halloranelder
Nov. 23rd, 2005 11:32 am (UTC)
Aww, you say some of the sweetest things.
psuedonym777
Nov. 24th, 2005 01:38 am (UTC)
You know you love it. ;o)
halloranelder
Nov. 24th, 2005 02:35 am (UTC)
Love it, love you, love her. It's all the same to me.
psuedonym777
Nov. 26th, 2005 04:07 am (UTC)
:o) *beams*
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