The Real Reason

I want to write Alexei? I just loooove this icon so much.Thank you again dustandroses

BtVS fic based on The Pack

A little Season One fic, because who doesn't love Hyena!Xander? And since at the moment I seem to be Clex-free, *shrugs trys for nonchalant to cover screaming fear* what the heck! It's still fun, right?

I have no title--it's just a shamless excuse for a little porn--I know! How shocking!



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Just got home from work, came in and hopped on line. I had my fingers on my lips, deep in thought, as I do some time instead of smoking the meerschaum pipe--and I smell something-- not bad, strange though. It's somebodies cologne, I think. I whacked a lot of people on my way out of work tonight (in the sense I did the boy-punch bye-bye, not that I left a string of corpses in my wake.) I picked up their scent on my hand...ewwwwwwwww!!! I've got to go wash my hands. Ewwwwww!!!!!!

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Dear LJ,

Paxil is the devil. Oh, it's fine when you're taking it, no problem--- but then you stop, and guess what? All hell breaks loose! I tell, you LJ, this has been a week of the monster suck...either I'm crying like a biyatch--or I'm hiding under the dust bunnies under the bed--or plotting someones demise--or convinced I'm the scum of the earth and really need one of those big clangy bells to ring whilst screaming unclean, death...and the next I'm sooooo happy, and I love everyone and life is just --yeah!Up With People! Yes, yes, everyone around me needs to be hugged, maybe discreetly groped...

Hah! It still happens with the meds but not as dramaticlly. And why am I doing this you ask? because the fuckin' Doc's office won't answer my calls for re-fills. Ass-holes. Also, dear LJ, do I look fat in this outfit? Is my ass as flat as I think it is?

I love you, cold unfeeling robot arm!

your friend,
Roxy