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Ghosts and rain
Apr. 23rd, 2006 07:57 pmOn Saturday it rained.
My god did it rain.
Except for short little stretches, the rain kept coming. It was one of those rainy weekend days when you wanted to curl up into little ball in your bed and not reappear until Monday.
However my friend Lisa was in town for the Malice Domestic mystery convention and she wanted to see the Alexandria Ghosts and Graveyard tour while she was here. I had always wanted to go, but never had the chance. In fact, my old Vampyres persona, Alix, gave the occasional tour. I fully expected to find her and her familiar-ghost waiting on some Old Town doorstep demanding to know in flawless French accent why exactly I hadn't written about them in so long. I was relieved no such visitations occurred.
( Ghosts and Graveyard Tour )
My god did it rain.
Except for short little stretches, the rain kept coming. It was one of those rainy weekend days when you wanted to curl up into little ball in your bed and not reappear until Monday.
However my friend Lisa was in town for the Malice Domestic mystery convention and she wanted to see the Alexandria Ghosts and Graveyard tour while she was here. I had always wanted to go, but never had the chance. In fact, my old Vampyres persona, Alix, gave the occasional tour. I fully expected to find her and her familiar-ghost waiting on some Old Town doorstep demanding to know in flawless French accent why exactly I hadn't written about them in so long. I was relieved no such visitations occurred.
( Ghosts and Graveyard Tour )
