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It's dark, it's soft with some pokey out bits some of which are sharp and hurt; it's like anyone else's head really.


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Monday, October 31

Happy Hallowe'en!

Don't eat too much candy!

I meant to put this up earlier in case anyone wanted to read a scary story for the holiday.

Susan

Saturday, October 29

Fun


You scored as Capt. Mal Reynolds. The Captain. You are the captain of the ship, so the crew are your responsibility. You just want to do the job, get paid and keep flying. Why is that always so hard?

Capt. Mal Reynolds


100%

Zoe Alleyne Washburne


63%

Shepherd Derrial Book


63%

The Operative


63%

River Tam


50%

Inara Serra


50%

Hoban 'Wash' Washburne


50%

Kaylee Frye


50%

Simon Tam


38%

Jayne Cobb


31%

Which Serenity character are you?
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Thursday, October 27

It's a special day!

It's John Cleese's birthday!

John is the former Python that I'd most like to have a little bouncy-bouncy with however, I fear if I were to ever meet him I'd go dead quiet and melt into the carpet.

Happy birthday, Mr. Cleese, I hope the day gives you as much happiness as you've given me.

Wednesday, October 26

It's true!

SENZURI Japanese

Male masturbation (literally "a hundred rubs"). "Shiko shiko manzuri" is the female version (literally "ten thousand rubs").

Friday, October 21

DON'T be careful for what you wish for

It's no great surprise that I've been missing my friends. Especially the Eastcoasters. I've been wishing that I could see Tavie for the last few months. We're both going through stuff and it would be comforting to be together. The middle of last month I joined the sfbrowncoats email list (fans of Joss Whedon's Firefly/Serenity) and I was immediatly welcomed and subsequently received a press pass for a pre-opening of Serenity. One of the gals who helps orginize the meet-ups and shindigs is Arielle. She's passionate about Whedonverse, smart and funny. She reminded me of Tavie; her love of KITH, her wonderful brain, and her sharp sense of humour.

The more I learn about Arielle, the more she reminds me of Tavie. Last weekend, there were a few of us hanging at her place and it comes out that her favorite musical is Into The Woods. My jaw dropped - that's also Tavie's favorite musical.

Wish away, my loves, sometimes it works in your favour.

Monday, October 10

Happy news

My little sister, Jennifer, had a baby yesterday morning.

My niece is named Jasmine Nalani, she was born at 11:18am EDT, she weighed 8 lbs. 8.5 oz. and was 22 inches long.

I can't wait till get some pictures of her.

Saturday, October 8

Again I implore

How do you fall in love? Is there a code word that you whisper out of the corner of your mouth that lets the others know that you're ready? Is it a look, a smile, a way to lick your lips that alerts the world that you're open for business? Do you have to sign up? Or send in a card to register? Is there a cookie that I've failed to enable?

I want to be warmed by loving arms and to rest my head on a ready shoulder. I want to roll over and have someone in the way. I want to steal the blankets and feel cold feet against my calves.

I want to hold a hand that wants to hold mine and feel comfortable and trusting when I let go.

How do I get there? The road signs are in another language and the natives think it's funny that I don't understand. I hear that it's easier than I'm making it out but easier like math? Because if that's the case I'm fucked. Or not fucked if you want the reality. Not touched, not kissed, not loved. The only cold feet in my bed are my own.

I am lost.

Friday, October 7

Head cold update

I've lost my voice. I feel better but I sounded like Marlo Thomas this morning, early afternoon I had progressed to Brenda Vicaro, I took a short nap and now I sound like a broken speaker. A couple of words will come out pretty clearly then nothing. I'm a radio station that you can only get in the middle of the night.

Usually this progress takes days and I get my voice back after a week but this is going so fast I think I might be all better by Sunday.

Keep your finger crossed for me.

Thursday, October 6

Brief post

The last couple of weeks have flown by. I thought I'd catch you all up on what's been going on.

A week ago Tuesday I was lucky enough to go to a press screening of Serenity. I took Tony Dijamco as my guest and it was good times.

Then Thursday I went with Di to the midnight showning of Serenity because I'm nothing if not obscessed. I met a couple of fellow Browncoats, Melissa and Arielle, both of whom are fab gals and I hope to keep in contact with. Then Friday day (just a few hours after getting home from the movie) I met up with Arielle and her sister Val and went to the Neil Gaiman reading and signing of Anansi Boys. As always Neil was amazing and lovely and I heard later that he was signing books until 2am. He does care for his readers.

Saturday I spent in my jim-jams; napping was expected and happened.

Most of the weekend as well as Monday was spent watching the first season of Lost.

This morning I woke up ***really*** early - like 4:30ish - I was congested and couldn't stop sneezing. Since I couldn't sleep and sneeze at the same time I took an Advil Cold and Sinus, read some of Pratchett's latest, Thud, and fell back to sleep at around 7.

By the time I woke again at 10 I was sure that I had a cold. I'm kinda achey, my throat is scratchy, and my nose is running like... something that runs a lot. I didn't go to therapy because I felt too icky to talk about my problems. I went out, got some Alka-Seltzer Plus, night-time cold (soothing lemon) came home and took a nap.

Now it's a little after 8 and I'm off to bed.

Oh, and Comedy Day is Sunday, I hope I'm not too sick to go.