[HIATUS]

[windandwater]

This is it. I'm leaving the house in a little bit to go to the hotel, so I'm pretty much going to be absent from LJ and online for the rest of the week. Even if the hotel has free wireless, I think I'll be too stressed out to take advantage of it.

As I did last time, this is now A TOTAL SPAM POST.

Run wild, people. Link me to anything you want me to see or read, babble endlessly, RP in here, or -- and Mikke did this once and holds the spamming title in my LJ for it -- post all your fic here. XD! I approve of cat macros and pictures of cute animals. I also approve of smutty pr0n (fics and art yayz), and cuddly domesticity (fics and art yayz). Go ahead and try to break my e-mail, and give me much love.

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EDIT...

It's 2pm and I just wanted to tell everyone that I'm checked in and such. And the internets are not free. ;__; But I've got one day of it so I will see if Trickster works.

Oh, and...

ONLY 15 COMMENTS?! I SAID TO SPAM. SPAM LIKE YOU MEAN IT.

Comments

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Twenty years later, Giles was overwhelmed with the intensity of the memory. But he found, with surprise, that thinking of Marie no longer hurt so much. There was still grief, of course, as fresh as the day he lost her, but the sharp agony of loss had dulled to a sort of ache. What was that term Americans liked so much in their songs? Heartache. He knew it would never fully go away. But he could remember Marie as she once had been.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Not like he had last seen her -- no! Giles sharply pushed away the memory, his emotions surging strongly enough to bury the vivid images from the past.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

He tried to turn his thoughts aside, to concentrate on the task at hand, but without his conscious thought, his mind began drifting into the past again. There had been two brief years of happiness in London, despite his Watcher career. Giles got the impression that Marie was never happy when he left for a meeting; she hated the fact that his destiny kept them apart, even though she had never said anything. So she had always worked so hard to bring them closer together.

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