Ah ha! I knew that your icon was a picture of you!! Now, who are the people in the photo, as I'm guessing that at least some of them are the ones you talked about in the post about the reunion. And who are you meant to be in this pic???
Julie M., who started a journal the other day then posted nothing (am prodding her), is in the picture, but would stick me with voodoo pens if I revealed her identity. Julie is actually a vampire and doesn't appear on film. I shockingly have THREE whole pictures from her on this Hhalloween.
Nasser is the pirate in red next to me. I loved Nasser. Whenever someone was being a twerp, he'd say "He's young." I still use that phrase... :)
The others are random Zapatistas (well they all are, actually, but I don't keep up with any but Jules). They lived in the suite between Bag End and the cross over to the other house, Renaissance.
Um. I was just dressed for Halloween. Mask I bought at an art fair, of which I am quite proud, but since I no longer wear contacts, I just display it. And cloak made by my Mamachka. I didn't speak that evening, and a lot of people never figured out it was me! *snortle* Over the course of the evening I was christened Lady Hawk. Not my original intent, but not the lamest costume ever, either.
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Date: 2004-01-11 09:01 am (UTC)See, I'm catching up!
Halloween
Date: 2004-01-11 05:13 pm (UTC)Nasser is the pirate in red next to me. I loved Nasser. Whenever someone was being a twerp, he'd say "He's young." I still use that phrase... :)
The others are random Zapatistas (well they all are, actually, but I don't keep up with any but Jules). They lived in the suite between Bag End and the cross over to the other house, Renaissance.
Um. I was just dressed for Halloween. Mask I bought at an art fair, of which I am quite proud, but since I no longer wear contacts, I just display it. And cloak made by my Mamachka. I didn't speak that evening, and a lot of people never figured out it was me! *snortle* Over the course of the evening I was christened Lady Hawk. Not my original intent, but not the lamest costume ever, either.