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out_thereEurgh. I'm moody today. I don't know if it's that time of the month, but I feel tender and sore, and generally cranky. If I'm overly snarky in anyone's comments today, I apologise in advance.
I want a lot of ridiculous things at the moment. Top of that list is to be able to mold the world like a huge blob of clay, to just manipulate it in my hands until Rapid City is like a two hour commute from Melbourne. That would make me very happy.
On the train in this morning, I was thinking about what I'd want in an ideal lover. That they'd be a slasher goes without saying. Considering I masturbate daily, a fairly high sex drive would be important too. The other big priority would be for them to be a night-owl, not a morning person. I need someone who doesn't want to discuss things early in the morning, who understands the sanctity of a morning shower and the need to wake up before discussing anything more important than what time I need to leave and if I want a cup of hot chocolate. (It'd also need to be someone who lets me play music in the morning to get myself going.)
Then, I thought about how far I am from any ideal, and decided it wasn't worth thinking about.
This is not a mood to write fic. This is a mood where I want to write Casey/Lisa fic just to split them up and cause pain. (Mind you, my muses are doing what all smart men do during Nature's Special Time - they're staying out of sight.)
I want a lot of ridiculous things at the moment. Top of that list is to be able to mold the world like a huge blob of clay, to just manipulate it in my hands until Rapid City is like a two hour commute from Melbourne. That would make me very happy.
On the train in this morning, I was thinking about what I'd want in an ideal lover. That they'd be a slasher goes without saying. Considering I masturbate daily, a fairly high sex drive would be important too. The other big priority would be for them to be a night-owl, not a morning person. I need someone who doesn't want to discuss things early in the morning, who understands the sanctity of a morning shower and the need to wake up before discussing anything more important than what time I need to leave and if I want a cup of hot chocolate. (It'd also need to be someone who lets me play music in the morning to get myself going.)
Then, I thought about how far I am from any ideal, and decided it wasn't worth thinking about.
This is not a mood to write fic. This is a mood where I want to write Casey/Lisa fic just to split them up and cause pain. (Mind you, my muses are doing what all smart men do during Nature's Special Time - they're staying out of sight.)
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Date: 2004-06-22 04:26 pm (UTC):( Much sympathy.
I want a lot of ridiculous things at the moment. Top of that list is to be able to mold the world like a huge blob of clay, to just manipulate it in my hands until Rapid City is like a two hour commute from Melbourne. That would make me very happy.
Dude, that would be great.
Why can't we rearrange the world to our liking again? Oh, yeah. Stupid natural laws. *kicks physics*
On the train in this morning, I was thinking about what I'd want in an ideal lover.
See, it's cool that you have this list.
Then when fate steadfastly refuses to give it to you, you know why you're pissed.Er...I mean, 'cause it's better to work from a position of honesty than to expect all this stuff unconsciously and be mad at your SO when they don't deliver.Then, I thought about how far I am from any ideal, and decided it wasn't worth thinking about.
You know, I'd reassure you that you don't know if you're someone else's ideal, but I think it would come across as patronizing, and I don't want to make you further cranky today. So I'll just say, *hugs.*
This is not a mood to write fic. This is a mood where I want to write Casey/Lisa fic just to split them up and cause pain. (Mind you, my muses are doing what all smart men do during Nature's Special Time - they're staying out of sight.)
*hears noise*
*looks under couch*
Um, Annie? You scared them all the way to my living room. I'm impressed. *g*
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Date: 2004-06-22 05:34 pm (UTC)*sniggers* I mean, generally, I like physics. Today, not so much.
See, it's cool that you have this list. Then when fate steadfastly refuses to give it to you, you know why you're pissed.
*sniggers*
Er...I mean, 'cause it's better to work from a position of honesty than to expect all this stuff unconsciously and be mad at your SO when they don't deliver.
Hee!
You know, I'd reassure you that you don't know if you're someone else's ideal, but I think it would come across as patronizing, and I don't want to make you further cranky today. So I'll just say, *hugs.*
*hugs you back*
I'm forgetting those three important words, aren't I? ("I'm somebody's fetish." *g*)
*hears noise*
*looks under couch*
Um, Annie? You scared them all the way to my living room. I'm impressed. *g*
*giggles* Gee, those boys... Sometimes, they're *very* smart. Have fun with them.
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Date: 2004-06-22 06:13 pm (UTC)I'm with you. *sighs*
Er...I mean, 'cause it's better to work from a position of honesty than to expect all this stuff unconsciously and be mad at your SO when they don't deliver.
Hee!
*grins*
You know, I'd reassure you that you don't know if you're someone else's ideal, but I think it would come across as patronizing, and I don't want to make you further cranky today. So I'll just say, *hugs.*
*hugs you back*
I'm forgetting those three important words, aren't I? ("I'm somebody's fetish." *g*)
Exaaaaaactly. *g*
Um, Annie? You scared them all the way to my living room. I'm impressed. *g*
*giggles* Gee, those boys... Sometimes, they're *very* smart. Have fun with them.
Well, if you insist...*g*