I tried to eat a donut earlier today and FAILED BECAUSE I LAUGHED TOO HARD.

The story of my life. However, I would never name my theoretical childern "Fergus" like J-Flan. I should get points for that.

Does Brenna know this?

*searches brain for thread from Brenna's LJ*

Yes, she knows. Yesterday afternoon, she was two minutes away from going to the bakery and recreating Clan Flanigan using donuts. (Joey Donuts = long john, Katherine = long john wrapped in something, Flanlings = donut holes.) What can you say? It was Monday.

(Had a great time this weekend, BTW, and I meant it about everyone being welcome at the Stitch & Bitch at The Smitten Kitten. Sundays 10am-noon, store's at Lake & Lyndale, two doors down from the manky Country Bar. *g*)

D'oh! I can't be there this weekend! I have a class that meets three weekends throughout the semester, including 10-1:30 on Sunday. Last time, the Sunday meeting was cancelled, but I have no idea about this weekend. Of course, I'm well aware you're perfectly capable of walking into the place and introducing yourself even if I'm not there. *g*

Yes, fandom attracts the shy and retiring types who never shout horrific insults at strangers.

In other news, I'm sure you'll be shocked (shocked!) to hear that Joey Donuts showed up at the London con unshaven and hot-handed.

I'm glad I'm not the only one who squeed her voice raw.

So worth it, though.