Phone Post from Kansas City OMG

Goooooooood morning!

I am in the lobby of the Westin, uh, somethin' somethin' in Kansas City - drinking a VERY strong cup of coffee (swmbo, I ain't) and looking around for someone to smoke with me. No takers. And my hair looks GORGEOUS, on account of how I can't sleep in strange places (well, alone - ba-da-bump-ching!) and woke at 7:00 and decided to flat iron my hair.

uberaeryn is still sprawled across her bed, one cute little foot peeking out at the bottom, one blonde curl at the top and the rest of her teeny, teeny body buried beneath the Westin's Heavenly Bed^TM. Not sure what caoilainn's doing - tried to call her room and got no answer. Either she's showering or going, "No more Sue babble for a very long time..."

Wanna hear about the concert? Check out uberaeryn's uber-exuberant phone post here - I know I'm in the background, but I can't remember what I said. I'm sure it was scintillating.

Okay, gotta go - a business man! a business man! is waiting to check his WEENIS, or something. (Dude! I just combined The Kids in the Hall and Friends. Too much coffee!!)

Love and miss you all - pray for me on the drive home. uberaeryn drives like a spazz. ETA: That is to say, very speed demon, not so much poorly. Er, not wanting my ass kicked. Heh.

Mwah!!!