New tag: Smart
I'm going with smart. And a little pretentious, but I like that in people who are cool enough to pull it off. You are, even though you never strike me as the pretentious sort. I think I want to go reread your story again.
Also, after you eat them, you get an evil hand, and run around saying, "KILL, KILL."
Makes you morph into a wee gay and wickedly hot Lindsey? Find me a boy to feed them to...
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Took very hot bath. Ate some salad with some warmed salmon on top. Took massive amounts of herbal and moderate amounts of modern medical cures. Had last half glass of Carneros Creek pinot noir from last night's celebrate mom's birthday dinner. Took second very hot bath. Made jasmine pearl (the rolled tea leaves stuff, not the gooey tapioca stuff) tea. Am happier (yay vino and jasmine tea) though still feverish (boo buggies). Sleep is on the agenda.
eta: I lost my personal pronouns and WindSparrow made me laugh. (WindSparrow, where in Az are you?)
I'm gonna add Windsparrow to the plural marriage. Cause that was flattering as fuck.Cass, thanks, I think.;)
Lisah, I told a writer friend that "Don't front..." story and it cracked him up. In fact, when I learned the story was gonna be up today, the subject line to my e-mail was "Guess my shit's tight enough..."
I am going to look at an apartment tommorrow. The description in the paper sounds good and the price is definitely good.
I'm gonna add Windsparrow to the plural marriage.
Kewl, and I was worried I'd die an old maid. Who-all am I joining?
Good luck, sj.
Happy New Year, Bitches. I'm off to bed, now.
DebG, The Husband, Nic, and iirc, KatP(Serial bigamy can be so hard to track..)
Flattery will get you everywhere, Windsparrow.
Good company, then. Allllright.
And really, going. to. bed. any time now.
Good luck with the apartment,sj.
sj-insent
Many apologies for the delay. Damn work, and dog walking and stuff for getting in the way of important things!
As much as I'd love to ring the new year in with hoopla and all that, I'm afraid I'll be seeing the clock strike 12 from behind my eye lids.
Here's wishing every Bitch the happiest, healthiest and hilarious-est year ever.
'night.
Cass, thanks, I think.;)
'Twas an honest flatter, really truly and swear on pinkies or something. (I mentioned the sick, the fever and the meds? My words are lacking in sensicalness.) Also I like the quote.
erika, just read your article. It was...unafraid, and human and true and the prose was sharp and the emotions were jagged. People get paid good money every day for work that's not nearly so engaging or well-written. It's exciting to watch your writing career take off. You're just getting started and there's so much you'll do.