Went to a party last night hosted by Hermione (as represented by girlreporter). I arrived in company of War (wowbagger), Clark Kent (mightcould), and a Devil In Disguise (afterknowledge). I was a Stewardess, different from a flight attendant in that my skirt was much shorter, my heels were much higher and I was wearing fishnet stockings. "Coffee, Tea . . . or me?" Gotta love demeaning stereotypes!
The party was much fun, and unexpectedly (to me, although it probably shouldn't have been) at one point turned into the kind of gathering in which people reveal their lj usernames and other people say things like "Oh! So you're khakipants!" At the end of the night, The Rocky Horror Picture Show was put in the VCR, and we watched it with the volume low and my sister entertaining us with callbacks. We didn't make it through the whole movie, though, as we all started falling asleep and so made our way home.
Today . . . I'm not sure what's in store, but it may well include some Laura-time.