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[buttonthief]

I pulled out the wigs and boas once again, stuffed them in my purse, and hopped across town to meet Miss Annie Banks. Dolled up, we shimmied our way into Divers/Cite and danced danced danced to the clubbiest of club music with the best middle-aged gay men in the western hemisphere. But no time for new friends - we had to make our wigged way to the

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[equisetaceae]

'when i went to buy tickets, i accidentally asked for pierre laporte tickets.'

now that would have been a show!

[buttonthief]

Yeah, I'd be into a good old-fashioned raising-of-a-dead-political-assasination-victim party. Imagine the other guests! What would they wear?

[thismostamazing]

The one who told us about the wolves!!! Weird!!!

I take it you figured things out? Are you good with going to school? (Better yet, I'll call you.) I definitely have news!!

[buttonthief]

I never have things figured out, but I'm gonna try really hard to pretend this year and see where it goes. Really, though, I shouldn't complain. This is grad school I'm going to!

I have a couple wild guesses about your news, and you should call me (or vice-versa). My life right now seems like I'm riding in a hamster wheel, and I'm not the hamster driving it.

[comtefabu]

Did you have a higher-quality wig than miss ru?

[buttonthief]

My wig, the cute pink bob it was, was a tough match to RuPaul's. That girl was FIERCE (I haven't used that word since the ol' road trip)!

[iwritefanfic]

I can't believe I missed RuPaul. I just can't believe it.