Hello all!

This is Scribe being giggly and making a post on Tan's journal.

MWahahahahaha! I owns all!

Things Happened

Emmy gets a post all to herself. See above.

Route 66 Day 5:

It rained. No, I'm serious. It rained. We were planning to drive US400 across Kansas . . . which didn't happen because most of it is currently underwater. I understand that some rain is nice, but. At some point, it gets ridiculous. When half the state is flooded? Ridiculous!

Also, it is hot here. Emmy says that 80 is cool for this season, to which I must ask, "What did people do before AC?"

. . . yeah. So. We started driving around 8.15, in the rain, and spent an hour trying to get out of Springfield. This is due to our alarming tendency to get lost. In the end, we stopped at a Kum-and-Go gas station (no, I do not make this up!) and the gay guy who worked there told us where Route 66 was. We left. I hope never to return to that place.

We went through some nice towns on the way to Joplin. They'd have been nicer but for two facts: it was Sunday morning in the Bible belt and so nothing was open; and it was raining. However, the rain did not dim the enthusiasm of the Route 66 store owners that we visited, who gave us very good instructions (much better Route 66 Book's) that got us through Joplin to US171.

US171 went north and west until it crossed with US400, which we also got on. From there we had problems. The main problem was the rain, or rather, the largish amounts of water which put a damper on the mood. Where 'put a damper' means 'overflowed it's banks and flooded the next field over.' There was a lot of unhappy, underwater corn. We ended up driving north and then west and then south again to go around the flooding and get into Wichita. We saw a lot of cows. They were getting rained on, too.

But the sun was shining at the movie theater, which was a good omen, and I had no trouble meeting up with Emmy. The post/thread of silliness below? The first sixteen replies were written sitting right next to each other the entire time, with our mothers on the other side of the table, swapping life stories. I kept making Emmy crack up, which made me crack up, which made her crack up . . . our mothers hit it off, which is Good. Now MW approves of Emmy, and I think Emmy's mother approves of Chat more [crosses fingers].

We saw Ratatouille. It was cute and funny and fluffy. I liked it. Not as much as, say, PoTC3, but I liked it. My brother would love it. Also saw an ad for a movie about a fairytale princess in the real world, which looked funny . . .

Then we took photos, which will be posted eventually. If we find the device for turning camera card datas into internet datas. Something. But there is photographic evidence, whee.

Now I am in a hotel. Tomorrow, we see if driving south to Oklahoma City is a viable option and how to do it if it is. Huzzah!

All in all, despite the continued rain, today was made of WINCAKE and AWESOME SAUCE. Yes.

Emmy

Physically:

She will tell you that she's short, and she is. I mean, probably not as short as lacha, but shorter than me and I don't top 5'2" and never will. She will not tell you that she's built like a beanstalk and has a figure I wish I have but don't. This is probably to make me feel better about myself. Her hair fails to frizz, which is something I'd appreciate my vast quantities of hair not doing, especially in humidity like this. We both wear glasses.

The Meeting:

I called when MW and I had just passed a sign that said "Wichita 12" and got to the theater first. MW decided that it would be a while and called a friend of her's named Sharon. This summoned Emmy, obviously, and it took me about three seconds to spot, grab, and hug her.

We were both kind of nervous what to say (or at least I was) but our mothers did not have that problem. Emmy's mom (EM) and MW shook hands, we started talking about restaurants and Kosher, she turned out to have grown up in an Orthodox neighborhood in Jersey . . . [cues it's a small world after all] they like each other. They talked all the way to the restaurant. They own a VW bug [wants]

We went to Panera, where I got a salmon salad (good but not excellent) and MW got a portabella mushroom sandwich because the last time we went to Panera I got that and she ate my entire sandwich -_-. Emmy had chicken noodle soup, which tells you something. I'm not sure what. Possible that she's insane, because it's 80 degrees out and the girl is drinking hot soup. But we knew that already.

We started porns with our mothers not three feet away, giggling madly the entire time, and I think that kind of broke the ice. Then we talked about what terrible people we are for starting porns while our mothers aren't even three feet away, talking about the difficulties of children. This is because the mad giggling was loud.

Then we saw Ratatouille. I'll eave it to Emmy for the detailed review.

And then we took piccus, to provide photo evidence. Like everything else, they get uploaded when the device appears.

I would have loved to have stayed over at Emmy's (sleepover!) but their house is full of people. Emmy has lots of siblings and she is an aunt, and all of them mob her house regularly. They're all there now, which restricts the number of beds. Besides which, I need sleep and I'm quite sure that no sleep would occur with Emmy and me in the same house as all her mangas. Which she has. Yes. >.> <.<

So instead I am in a Hotel. With WiFi :)

BUT THAT WAS SO MUCH FUN HOMG!!!