that's scary, Deb. One of the things I've hated recovering from this last pregnancy mostly, and some from the one before, is the lack of control I've had over my own body. It does things to me. I can write, OR I can spend 3 hours playing like a mad crazy with my children, OR I can do the dishes, clean some of the house and cook dinner... If I want to do all of the above I have to take a nap; I have to shorten the play time; I have to do less housework; I have to push to get dinner done and someone else does the dishes.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
Deena - Mar 23, 2003 1:49:55 am PST #2844 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
deborah grabien - Mar 23, 2003 1:53:13 am PST #2845 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Deena, it's creepier when you consider that I'm also an endorphin junkie (besides theatre, I also danced for seven years); my workouts, until about a year ago, were 45 minutes a day intensive, five days a week minimum. I have the weightbench and the whole nine yards.
Five minutes now, if I'm lucky. Nic just found me 2-pound strap-on weights, because I can't close my hands and hold on to my normal weights anymore.
Deena - Mar 23, 2003 1:55:08 am PST #2846 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Goodness. I can't imagine it. I've always been sedentary and regret that very much now that I'm creeping up on 40. I've always been powerful though. Now, NSM.
Lee - Mar 23, 2003 2:03:13 am PST #2847 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Oh Deb, that must be so hard for you. My father has a disease called familial cerebellur (sp?) ataxia which has slowly eaten away at his motor skills. It was tough enough watching him go through that since he's always been really active, and he had much more time time to get used to it than it sounds like you've had.
deborah grabien - Mar 23, 2003 2:03:22 am PST #2848 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
I'm still toned, but it's a battle. I'm 49 in a couple of months and the metabolism doesn't do what it did.
Here's Nic, so I can shove a burger down his throat, take my meds, and fall down.
Night, sweeties. bestest dreams.
Deena - Mar 23, 2003 2:04:37 am PST #2849 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
night Deb, thank you again.
Am-Chau Yarkona - Mar 23, 2003 2:49:27 am PST #2850 of 10001
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
deb, nice Darla writing. I never get her right.
I'm working on the Klinger mpreg-- it's too good an idea to be missed-- but Fay's thing about Xander/Andrew is also appealing, so I'm splitting the energy. Not always a good plan. Plus the little bits of MASH stuff that keep eating me.
Deena, may I read the finished story too, please? I'd like to see it again.
Elena - Mar 23, 2003 6:37:21 am PST #2851 of 10001
Thanks for all the fish.
Remind me about the Xander/Andrew? Please?
Fay - Mar 23, 2003 6:38:37 am PST #2852 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
We've been discussing it in the Bitch thread. I think I've got Am writing it! Yeah! Go me!
Elena - Mar 23, 2003 6:48:42 am PST #2853 of 10001
Thanks for all the fish.
I am so far behind in Bitches. 800 posts and counting.