You don't need an excuse because you weren't there.

UNLIKE PRETTY MUCH EVERYONE.

I was there......

........in thought.

you prolly showed up while the bulk of us went out to eat (and on a wild goose chase, courtesy of Sisen).

which sucks, cuz Takuma and I had wanted to meet you.

Yeah Chols said everyone was probably eating.

But that's still not an excuse.

But you can semi-blame all the little kids that made the line ten miles long.

There were lots of us there, mostly in the Bionicle semicircle. I was there almost the whole time, except when at vendors for a half hour or so. I even had a BZP shirt on, so I thought I was highly visible.

~B~

Go to BrickCon, then I'll take you out to lunch with all of us

And no, I'm not at BFair. Plenty busy with other LEGO stuff here as it is.

But Brickcon (wherever it is), isn't only an hour from home.

Y'all should go to BrickFiesta.

*cricket chirp*

Figured.

Also Chols is supposed to rub the fact that you missed me in all of your faces, which is okay, BUT YOU ALL ARE STILL LAME. >

I totally wish I could write these sorts of entries, but it's clearly not my destiny to ever visit Brickfair. The sad thing is that if I ever do, BZPower will probably be a thing of the past and EmperorWhenua will probably have quit going in favor of some new interest.

Merida

A bunch of folks were looking for YOU, Kothra.

DON'T YOU TRY BLAMING ME.

Also Chols and I are going to attempt to copy Waffle's proxy plans tomorrow, so all might not be lost.

I WAS SO MAD. I was waiting for you for the longest time and then it was 2 o'clock so we HAD to eat something. I came back and you hadn't signed the guest book, but you never showed. SERIOUSLY COME BACK AGAIN TOMORROW! AND THIS TIME FIND ME.

I NEVER SAW THE GUEST BOOK ;_;

Also I'm not driving that again. xP

I was behind the BIONICLE table for the entirety of the public hours. How we didn't see each other, I'll never know ...

You don't need an excuse because you weren't there.

 

UNLIKE PRETTY MUCH EVERYONE.

I mean pretty much everyone of the people who were there. They're the ones making excuses.