It's pretty!
Murk: But you're a God! The Sacred Glorificus! Glory: I'm a God in exile. Far from the Hellfires of Home and sharing my body with an enemy that stabs my boys in their fleshy little stomachs!
'Dirty Girls'
The Great Write Way
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
deborah grabien - Jan 02, 2005 6:38:19 pm PST #9178 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Lilty Cash - Jan 02, 2005 6:40:42 pm PST #9179 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Falling
The fight was the same as every fight. She didn’t mean a thing to him. I accepted it, and said sure, we’d still go on our trip.
Still silently angry, I wouldn’t take his flashlight when I left and yards away caught my foot on a root. I fell, with no grace, but with great volume. He didn’t catch me, but he did find me, a gangly heap of blood and dirt.
“Are you ok?” I wouldn’t talk, and he reached for me. I refused his hand. “Come on. Are you hurt?” On my own, I stood.
“Yes.”
deborah grabien - Jan 02, 2005 6:47:59 pm PST #9180 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Oh, Lilty. That one is lovely and hurty, too.
Makes me want to pat you lightly on one shoulder in a sisterly motion of solidarity, and send you cookies.
Lilty Cash - Jan 02, 2005 6:48:13 pm PST #9181 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Cereal to say Woot indeed, Deb!
Lilty Cash - Jan 02, 2005 6:54:07 pm PST #9182 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Aww, thanks, Deb. Sing it, sistah.
I've been watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind tonight, and I think it's got me all thinky. This was years ago and I can't think for the life of me why it popped up.
Oh, wait, yeah I can. I was re-noticing the scar on my toe. Never mind.
t /random
deborah grabien - Jan 02, 2005 6:56:13 pm PST #9183 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Scar on the toe? Yep, that would do it...
deborah grabien - Jan 02, 2005 6:58:31 pm PST #9184 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Damn it!
connie, I was able to salvage about two paragraphs of actual text in the middle of a lot of "plain text" code. It's very tantalising.
Want Word doc. Want now.
Lilty Cash - Jan 02, 2005 7:01:25 pm PST #9185 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Yeah, I cut myself up pretty good. And I had a honker of a bruise on one arm and I had to be mostly naked in Pippin the next week and the director was fit to be tied and, ok now I'm rambling.
Maybe it's time for me to lay some of these years out on paper, because it seems like I'm going back to them a lot more of late.
deborah grabien - Jan 02, 2005 7:03:35 pm PST #9186 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Lilty, considering that my entire midlife meltdown has been both eviscerated for public consumption in the form of drabbles, and forced under my own nose to recover using the same form, I am all about the revisiting of years.
But why was I under the impression you were a youngster? From my creaking 50-year-old seat, that is?
Lilty Cash - Jan 02, 2005 7:11:09 pm PST #9187 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Oh, I am. Somewhat. "Re-visit" may be the wrong terminology, but there were a lot of things that happened a few years back that I never really dealt with, as sitting down and shutting up is usually my way. Now, I feel like writing down all the stuff I never said.
And to me, things that happened five years ago feel like they happened fifteen ago.