h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

On a slightly less urgent and exciting note, but certainly not to be discounted, was last Saturday night.

Saturday Lisa, Lisa's sister Wendy, Lisa's sister Wendy's friend Lisa, Sarah, Todd and I went out. All the girls bought wigs. I bought a platinum blonde wig that's cut in a forward angling bob. I look REALLY good as a platinum blonde. It makes my eyes go, "HELLO!!" which an exciting thing for eyes to do. I wore Lisa's fancy pants which are black and silver tiger striped, my boots, and a vynal tank top. I had tiger-striped red-lensed sunglasses and a silver boa.

Todd dyed his hair blonde and bought leather pants and a shimery red shirt. Lisa had a two-tone purple wig and a tight black dress and a light purple boa, not to mention her boots. The others had electric blue, black and silver, and black wigs respectively and there was a lot of leather.

We looked like rock stars. I actually stopped traffic on several occasions.

Hooray!!

So that was exciting.

~Hey now, you're a Rock Star~

Hmm. Which makes the wedding a jazz-rock fusion...

*calls MTV*

Absolutly.

Oh and bubster's slated to produce.

I've been slated? Again?? D'Oh!

Gee... you must be developing a rash.

Turns out I'm alergic to slate... who knew?