E-Mail, Monday June 9th
Jun. 9th, 2008 01:15 pm
Ray was right. Sitting down wasn't a problem. Leaning back was a problem. Which was why Xander was sprawled out on his stomach on the living room rug, tapping away at his laptop.
Dear Willow:
You missed underwear gnomes. And people being shirtless in the park. And I miss you and I got a (top secret) tattoo. These things are only indirectly related. And also something else but I invoke BFF privilege #23 to not tell you what until later in exchange for you being the first person I tell when later happens.
How's tricks by you?
love,
Xander
It would be wrong to send it to himself and BCC both of them. But not like special hell wrong, so he hit Send.
[Linkdroppy, but open for the BFF if she wants to reply!]
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Date: 2008-06-10 01:08 am (UTC)I think you will find that I do not miss underwear gnomes at all. Nothing against said gnomes personally, but I'm having enough adjustment issues with clothing as it is now. Though the dresses are pretty and some day I aspire to convince people that girls can wear pants and the world will not end.
Tattoo? As in the forever kind and not the pat down with water and proudly display the Mr. What logo until it rubs off and/or your mom makes you wash your arm? What did you get? Where did you get it? Did you say anything other than 'ow' while the tats were tooing?
And you must tell! Though I understand the sacred BFF code. Merely note that I myself have noted and will therefore note a lack of notation which provides closure to your current lack of closing.
Say hi to everyone for me!
Willow
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Date: 2008-06-10 06:51 pm (UTC)Yeah, I can't say I miss the underwear gnomes either. Or whatever they were. Let's just say mine ended up in a tenant's refrigerator, and no, I didn't put it there.
Tattoo as in the forever kind, yeah. Which is gonna be really awkward if Certain People don't like it.
What did you get? Where did you get it?
A tattoo. At a tattoo parlor!
Did you say anything other than 'ow' while the tats were tooing?
I said, "I hate you, Anders. Stop laughing."
I note your noting, but close without closure.
love,
Xander