Poor LJ - getting all attacked and stuff. It's in a boxing ring and is soooo losing right now. It's alright, though; it'll buck back up in the 10th round.

I have been an old woman this week - passing out in bed by ten o'clock, ten-thirty at the latest. How awesome am I?! It has been that kind of week where I just need the weekend back immediately ( Read more... )

A letter of bittersweet nostalgia:
Dearly beloved,

I watched the entire series of Firefly this month. Watching it reminded me of you and that one grand afternoon we spent together years ago. It was on the couch of your apartment. There was homemade hot vegetable soup, garlic bread (that was extra garlicky), the watching of Sliding Doors, and you ( Read more... )