Cool. Once we get through our respective Aprils, I'll email you about it.
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Awesome!
VERY!
Ow. From the it only happens to me category: Ozzie the cat jumped onto the sofa I am lying on and bumped my arm, hard, just as I was reaching to adjust my glasses, and I scratched myself in my nose.
(Yes, I do mean in and not on).
(It's bleeding too)
Cats frequently lead to bleeding.
I kept a diary in dwarf-runes when I was 16.
I don't know if this is better or worse, but when I was in high school, I made up my own alphabet. I still use it. In fact, I used it yesterday to work through some D&D thoughts during an uninspiring office meeting.
Avoid Teen Wolf.
Yeah, go straight to the cinematic gold that is Teen Wolf Too.
I read that "pre-Cheney" legends as being pre-DICK Cheney ... and while I wouldn't be surprised if he sprouted fangs, his behaviour seems to be consistent regardless of the phase of the moon.
Would it be wrong to say I would be ok with him being a werewolf? Or, more precisely, that he was indulging in a diet high in fatty red meat?
I want Perkins to go to Seattle for July 4th weekend, 'cuz that's when I'll be there, and the DH will be playing stoopid ultimate, and I will need entertainment.
I was reaching to adjust my glasses, and I scratched myself in my nose.
Umm, why are you keeping your glasses in your nose today?
I don't know if this is better or worse, but when I was in high school, I made up my own alphabet. I still use it. In fact, I used it yesterday to work through some D&D thoughts during an uninspiring office meeting.
t gets slightly wibbly
Dick Cheney isn't a werewolf. He's a cave troll. IJS.
At least, announcing "They have a cave troll" every time he makes an appearance somehow makes me feel better.
I think Most pre-Cheney legends are about voluntary shape-shifters, mostly magicians or witches, who can take the form of animals. I think there is a Welsh tale about a man who shoots an arrow at a Rabbit, injures one leg, and the local wisewoman turns up with the same injury the next day.
Hmm. The purist part of me thinks that since my story will be set in the 19th century, I should base my story on whatever legends existed then insofar as I can. But I'm pretty in love with the scene I've come up with where my hero gets bitten--I ought to be, since that's all the story IS so far. The rest of the plot is yet to come.