Puppies.
or kittens.
Sir? I'd like you to take the helm, please. I need this man to tear all my clothes off.
Zoe ,'Serenity'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Connie Neil - Aug 01, 2005 7:09:40 am PDT #3382 of 10001
brillig
Aims - Aug 01, 2005 7:26:21 am PDT #3383 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Steph L. - Aug 01, 2005 7:30:09 am PDT #3384 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Seriously, please don't make me pick, not today. Just please pick one, and I can post it in the LJ community.
Sorry.
Connie Neil - Aug 01, 2005 7:35:42 am PDT #3385 of 10001
brillig
After the weekend you've had, Teppy, you shouldn't have to decide anything more strenous than large or extra large on your morning coffee.
SailAweigh - Aug 01, 2005 7:43:10 am PDT #3386 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Heart.
Connie Neil - Aug 01, 2005 7:46:20 am PDT #3387 of 10001
brillig
I like heart.
Jesse - Aug 01, 2005 7:47:12 am PDT #3388 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Heart's been done, I'm pretty sure. I vote green.
Steph L. - Aug 01, 2005 7:54:30 am PDT #3389 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
We have done heart, so green it is. Thanks, people.
Official drabble announce-y thing:
Challenge #68 (cooking) is now closed.
Challenge #69 is green.
Pix - Aug 01, 2005 8:02:08 am PDT #3390 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Kristin - really? Or is it fiction? Do you guys not do Home Ec at school? 'cause if not - wow. Bless you.
I just checked the thread and laughed a lot that my little throwaway drabble got you all talking so. Hee! Yes Fay, 100 percent true. It happened when I was 22, no less. We had home ec classes in junior high, but the ones in high school were electives. I did takre several parenting type classes, but alas no cooking ones. Truly it should have been mandatory. What I didn't say in the drabble was that, eyes streaming from the onions, I finally called my mom, sobbing. After she stifled her laughter she said, "Oh Kristin...I've failed you." She still feels guilty about the fact she never taught me to cook.
deborah grabien - Aug 01, 2005 8:26:07 am PDT #3391 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Superstition
It's the colour of jealousy: Green-eyed envy, dissatisfaction with your own life, your own arrangements, the dancing little devil of wanting what you can't have and don't necessarily deserve.
It's the colour of money: Greed, that hard crusty bitterness, avarice's maid of honour, the moneychangers in the temple.
It's the colour of bad luck: No green at a wedding.
I look at my wedding ring, the emerald that warmed his skin and mine. I look at it with my green eyes.
I'm jealous of nobody. And the ring has been there for nearly a quarter century.
Green? My favourite colour.