Some random thoughts that hit me after watching IYYY last night. Now if I can just get off my ass and type up 2 Johns. I'll be happy.
Counting down the days.
Counting down the arns.
Counting down each microt.
Where are you? Are you happy?
*laughter* Oh, to see that smile one more time.
Are you in pain?
If you are...how do I make it go away? Is he there comforting you instead? Holding your head, your hand, your heart.
Frozen time, frozen hearts, frozen tears in the night.
And all I can do is count down the days.
Something goofy I did for farscapefriday
"Ouch! Will you stop that?"
"Quit being a baby...this will hurt for only a short time. Your body will adjust to the suction."
"Adjust hell! It's about to rip it off."
"Can't I just use a bucket or something? You guys do have buckets out here right?"
"Try sqeezing it a little tighter, because you are not using a bucket and fouling up the air in here."
"Now who's being the baby?"
"Alright. Alright. So I'll just squeeze this thing a little tighter, watch out for my fingers, and let her rip."
"Just don't get any of that oil on the hanger floor. I do not think the DRDs can process that type of chemical properly."
Seems that not too many people liked Souls Parted, Souls Met. Oh well, I'm still proud of it. I think I've worked out of my slash writing tendencies now. I'll just stick to reading them for now on.
There's a new story in The Red and The Black series by Penemuel. I'm still reading it, but so far it's pretty damn good.
One more thing...Tatanka, I don't know if you recieved my email because of AOL being wonky, but I just wanted to thank you very much for the kind words you said about the luvfest. *hug*