Fantasies becoming reality?

Today Darklady posted the announcement for her New Year's Party. I've been thinking about it a lot since she did.

You see, the them involves a "Prom" (a strange and twisted on, but a Prom, nevertheless).

And that is both wonderful and scary at the same time.

You see, I (Leonard) never went to a Prom when I was in High School. And I've had a fantasy for a while of wanting Brooke to have that experience, somehow.

Well, here's an opportunity... except I'm not sure I can pull it off, nor am I sure that trying and having it not live up to my expectations wouldn't ruin it.

As it is, I don't know how much of what I'd like I'd be able to manage anyway.

I'd been planning to do something about getting decent makeup soon anyway. So that's just another incentive. A dress will at worst involve spending money. And it ought to be something I can wear again anyway.

One of the big snags is that I'd like to have a date. A *guy* date. But there aren't very many guys I know who' I'd even feel comfortable asking, much less ones who are likely to agree.

Damn I wish I had a boyfriend....

Dear Santa

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(stolen from illandaria)
Go to Google. In the edit box type in miserable failure. Then click on the I feel lucky button.

Also try "weapons of mass destruction" (read the resulting page carefully. It's not what it looks like)

Also try: welcome to hell