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Roxy's Tower of Babble
12/9/05 10:57 pmFirst the bad stuff--I can't find my wonderful WonderWoman address book and all my addy's are in it! Grrrrr! It's in this mess somewhere, but my cards are all going to be late if I don't find it real soon. I can't find presents I bought, and I can't find boxes I bought...man this stinks.
Plus, this Brothers and Heroes thing keeps getting longer and longer---what a surprise. But at least it's fun, which means the longer it gets and the more fun it gets the more I'm writing just for myself. Yes, yes, it's a masturbatory fest of words.
I'm still thinking about yesterday's SV, which I guess is good. And thinking about it, not moaning--bonus!
My historic fic thing won't fly. It lays there like a flabby old airless balloon, the bastard. It started off interesting but now...crap.
At least Mr. Roxy and I had a good evening, sandwiches in front of the TV while watching Firefly, which he likes a lot.(though he insists it's called Firefox...) I miss having a show that we absolutely positively had to watch together--X-Files was the last one. We have shows that we watch together but not the way we watched X-Files, talking about it after, dissecting what it meant. Good times, children, good times. Oh, and then spanking hot sex on the couch we took a little nap, 'cause Firefly was so exciting and we were tired. Poor boys. *shakes head*
Hmmm. well, I guess that's enough sharing for right now. Little Bruce is working through a crisis, and Little Lex is trying to decide whether to fit in and be part of the crowd or be his own very lonely person.
Plus, this Brothers and Heroes thing keeps getting longer and longer---what a surprise. But at least it's fun, which means the longer it gets and the more fun it gets the more I'm writing just for myself. Yes, yes, it's a masturbatory fest of words.
I'm still thinking about yesterday's SV, which I guess is good. And thinking about it, not moaning--bonus!
My historic fic thing won't fly. It lays there like a flabby old airless balloon, the bastard. It started off interesting but now...crap.
At least Mr. Roxy and I had a good evening, sandwiches in front of the TV while watching Firefly, which he likes a lot.(though he insists it's called Firefox...) I miss having a show that we absolutely positively had to watch together--X-Files was the last one. We have shows that we watch together but not the way we watched X-Files, talking about it after, dissecting what it meant. Good times, children, good times. Oh, and then
Hmmm. well, I guess that's enough sharing for right now. Little Bruce is working through a crisis, and Little Lex is trying to decide whether to fit in and be part of the crowd or be his own very lonely person.