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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 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*