I thought I really bonded with Crystal and RG last year. So how could they go to conference without me? SRSLY, so uncool.
Look, I even have photographic evidence. (photo credit to the lovely and talented Nic Montreuil. Love you, Miss You.)
First, Crystal gets me all worked up by groping me.
Then they whisk me of to a TRANNY BAR where they force me to sing a Pat Benatar song
and then ply me with alcohol until I think I am the inspiration behind ABBA’s Dancing Queen. And then they do their thing…together.
and now, they’ve gone off and left me. Alone. With their blog…
You can bet your sweet bippy I’ll have the last laugh.











July 29th, 2008 at 3:22 pm
and I really like the phrase ‘bet your sweet bippy’. When I’m queen of the world, I’ll make it a mandatory phrase.
July 29th, 2008 at 3:54 pm
Mel, I promise to get some incriminating photos while I’m there. Then you can get revenge sweet bippy style.
I’m so mad you’re not going to be there. Want me to puke on an editors shoes in your honor? No? Awwwww.
July 29th, 2008 at 4:12 pm
You know…we should charter a Romance Divas plane to get everyone to Nationals next year
July 29th, 2008 at 4:13 pm
Jenna, excellent Idea!
July 29th, 2008 at 9:24 pm
We shall be avenged!
August 3rd, 2008 at 2:27 am
There are soooo going to get it!