[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]

Willow nodded emphatically. “Really. Get one last glimpse of the twentieth century, before it vanishes.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

“I don’t live in the past,” Giles felt obliged to protest. “Honestly. I... just choose not to make such a point of living in the moment that I disregard the past and future, unlike some people.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Buffy sighed and slipped off his desk. “Well, if you don’t wanna come, then you don’t have to. Have fun,” she added as she turned to go.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

“See you tomorrow,” Willow said, following Buffy.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Xander paused for a moment. “All right, if you really want to spend your Saturday night with a bunch of books written by dead people, be my guest. Somewhere along the line, though, you’ll get tired of ghosts.” He paused to consider his last words. “Wow. Again with the melodrama. Well, gotta hit the road.”

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Giles directed another glare at the retreating teenagers’ back. “Children,” he muttered as they passed out of hearing range.

Re: Why change a winning formula?

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

But the very word evoked another memory....

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