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Friday, March 08, 2013

50 Shades Meet Up And Why This Post Is Not About France

Hello everyone! I'm just back from France today, and I absolutely owe you a post about snails, art museum shenanigans, and a mariachi band. However this post is just a short one in order to update everyone who is not on the email list about the 50 Shades party game meet up happening this Sunday evening. I was absolutely planning to post my France recap (entitled "Is This Snails?" because I had decided that probably everything was made out of snails, including cups of tea, which I needn't have worried about because there IS NO FUCKING TEA ANYWHERE IN FRANCE) tonight, as I am currently sat in a hotel by myself for the express purpose of catching up the blog and the email and the twittering I've missed whilst I've been away. But then I got back from the trip and started unpacking, at which time I reached into my bag and ended up taking a massive chunk out of my finger with the razor blade I had carelessly thrown in there with no blade guard LIKE A DUMBASS, so right now I'm typing this with my left ring finger held up in the air because it really, really, REALLY fucking hurts. It's not a good situation. I bled through three plasters (Americans: plasters = band-aids) earlier.

ANYSUCK, I'll either post about France when I can type like a normal human being without screaming every time I touch something, or I'll bat my eyelashes at StereoNinja and try to get him to type it for me with me dictating, but I suspect he'll merely laugh at that suggestion.

So, the meet up! It's this Sunday the 10th. I've reserved a table at the Green Man pub on Euston Road in London for 5 pm because it's much easier to play table games with the use of an actual table. I've never been there, but it was suggested by one of you lovely folks, I can get there via tube, and they let me book a table online without having to speak to any strangers or pretend like I know what I'm doing. I can't wait to meet you all and I'll see you Sunday!

11 comments:

  1. No tea?!?!?! What the....

    Note to self: always carry spare teabags when visiting France!

    See you sunday!

    PS I had actually forgotten we have to play that sodding game! Hope you've got some alternate rules planned!

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  2. Also, there are right and wrong times to eat, and god help you if you're hungry at the wrong time.

    I have an entire other game we can play called Cards Against Humanity. It's...it's amazing.

    See you Sunday!

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  3. you missed Mariage Frères one of the oldest Tea Shops in Le Marais 30 rue du Bourg-Tibourg is one great experience with wonderful tea, white jacketed servers, exquisite food and the smell of over 100 years of tea. They are all over the city of Paris.

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  4. BrownsFan12:49 PM

    Snails...not just available in France. When you come back to IL I can get you some.

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  5. Aren't snails in Illinois actually some kind of wurst? Snailwurst? WITH KRAUT!!!

    Amber, tell me this isn't true...http://bookriot.com/2013/03/12/e-l-james-to-publish-writing-guide-a-gif-reponse/

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  6. Anonymous3:47 PM

    Just thought I let you know; E.L James is writing a "How-To" Book. About how "I WROTE THIS BEST SELLING NOVEL, AND NOW YOU CAN TOO!1!!1!"

    http://www.businessweek.com/articles/2013-03-12/fifty-shades-of-greys-e-dot-l-dot-james-next-book-is-a-writers-journal

    I'm extremely sorry for whatever nightmare you get from this, but I feel it needs to be said so we can all prepare ourselves.

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    1. OOH OOH OOH!!! review this book too, plzthx?

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  7. it's been 20 days! we miss you! we're all having amber withdrawal!! hope you are having a nice vacation.

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  8. Anonymous10:44 PM

    where for art thou amberance? - Xenu

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  9. Anonymous8:24 AM

    It scares me that your last post was giving a time and location to the entire interwebs and now it's been about a month since we've heard from you.. Hope you're safe.

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  10. When I left the pub everyone was alive and well...

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