Deb, that made me sad, but in a lovely way.
Get up...get up, you stupid piece of... What did you do that for? What's wrong with you? Didn't you hear a word he said? All of you! You think there's someone just going to drop money on you?! Money they could use?! Well, there ain't people like that. There's just people like me.
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
Lee - May 12, 2003 12:43:24 am PDT #3835 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
P.M. Marc - May 12, 2003 12:43:52 am PDT #3836 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Oh, man. OUCH.
That's about the most painful, tear-making, painful, painful thing I've read in a long time.
deborah grabien - May 12, 2003 12:51:16 am PDT #3837 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Sorry. I'm in full relapse mode tonight and am feeling physically fragile. Also, being mother's day, I got to spend some quite wonderful time on the phone with my daughter this morning. And I was at a wonderful wedding last night.
Combination of things. But a decent piece, as drabble? I thought it was.
Plei, insent awhile back.
Lee - May 12, 2003 12:53:45 am PDT #3838 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
But a decent piece, as drabble? I thought it was.
Darn right it was, and more. I'd say it was the best kind of painful, in fact.
P.M. Marc - May 12, 2003 12:53:46 am PDT #3839 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Ah, I'm not on the machine with my email. (Technically, I'm in bed, in fact.)
Mother's Day is my traditionally crabby day, though today was much better than last year.
I had to garden, for reasons I'm now too tired from gardening to explain.
deborah grabien - May 12, 2003 12:58:21 am PDT #3840 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Thanks, Perkins. Mine generally come easily, but I would have been more comfortable if this one had taken more than three minutes, considering the way I feel tonight, and the subject matter.
But I did get to play with two angelic horses today: Jake and Thomas, one Belgian and one Percheron, each slightly over 18 hands. Both bought from Amish farms, and unused to attention from people as they now get. They were purest loves, and I whispered Thomas, a Siamese cat of a horse, for about five solid minutes, and he danced in place for me and washed my forehead. They were charmers, both of them.
Plei, email replied to yours. No rush.
Lee - May 12, 2003 1:01:23 am PDT #3841 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Sounds like a great day Deb. I love Percherons.
Mine was pretty good. I decided not to go to work, and to stay home and clean instead, so I feel like I actually accomplished something for a change, then I went to dinner with some Laistas, and watched Bend it like Beckham with Kat.
deborah grabien - May 12, 2003 1:06:12 am PDT #3842 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
They were showing "BiLB" at the theatre in St. Helena today, and it reminds me, I must get on DVD. Want to see it something fierce.
I need to go take my nighttime meds, which are going to knock me out, which is a good thing. I'm hosting writers group tomorrow and Buffy Tuesday and I came home and prepped tomatoes and sausage and whatnot for lasagne for both. That's because I'm frellin' insane.
Saying bestest dreams to all, and keeling over.
Lee - May 12, 2003 1:07:01 am PDT #3843 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Night Deb
Am-Chau Yarkona - May 12, 2003 1:52:15 am PDT #3844 of 10001
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
Elena-- yeah, Insane!Spike was disappointing. And annoying.
Connie-- more, please! (And 'Brother Maynard'? What's that, metatextual snark?)
deb-- lovely drabble. As has been said, painful in the best way.
Plei, I liked your drabble, too. Nice example of what can be done with it.