i'm sniffly and it's xmas eve and i gots pictures yeah
Have a cup of tea, Remus commands you. Isn't he tidy?
Skimpy, but I promised them:
This is where Mr Anonymous Man (who I could see in fine detail) saw (hopefully not in as fine detail) me. Naked. Dancing. With an extra large White Russian in hand. I shimmied quickly away. Then snuck back to see if he was still there. He was. Also shown, my sexy hotel bed.
The dizzy wicked high cool hotel. Honestly, such a cool place. Expensive, lucky we had a holiday price break. Rooms were TINY and we didn't even know there was a fridge (or ice box if you like, mum) in there under the teevee. haha. BIG windows that were awesome. Unless one is naked and somewhat drunken.
Elevators! They moved fast. A little too fast if ya ask me. It was funny, there was a religious convention going on. Nothing wrong with that yeah, but the lady on our elevator was nice (a little too nice if ya ask me...) and asking where we were from, what we were doing (who/what we worshipped O_O) and so Pet Boy (so polite, I told him not to look them in the eyes!) told her. 'Oh yes, I think I've heard of them.' (in my how to spot demons class) as she ran from us. Oh we look quite respectable. I think. I dunno, people always give me that look, even though -I- think I look quite respectable. Petboy feels he looks like an unsociable sort, but it's in his head. I think I have some unsettled stare or something. Which is funny because it's only until I know people that I become frightening. I'm actually terrifyingly polite until I know you... I dunno, M, are you reading this? Comment annonymously, you can, and tell me what you think. I look respectable don't I? Or do I look on the edge?
The girl is not a goth. ;_;
Pet boy thinks his camera phone is as wicked cool as mine, but NO it is not. No.
On the way homeward after an extra night recouping. After watching Madagascar at 2am. Oh I love King Lucien. OMG. LOVE.
In case you missed it: drabbles. For the holidays, for the New Year, for Monday, for 7:15 in the evening--whatever. Come on, you know you want one. I'm picking the prompts, unless you gave/give me one. And EVERYTHING is Swinburne. Everything. Swinnnnnnburne.
That said... um, I'm pulling my 'stress and sick papa card' so my holiday cards are officially late. Not that you'd noticed, it being oh, you know, XMAS BLOODY EVE! ^__^ Have no fear, I will prevail and provide and I'm having much fun and abusing Swinburne freely. I have him in a corner right now on his tiptoes and he loves it.
Now, I'm kind of a stickler for the whole 'drabble = 100 words or die' thing (for me, I don't care what others do, I'm not anal about it, right) but I do admit that a few of you are getting doubled and maybe someone is getting a triple... maybe. I mean, maybe Sirius just couldn't help himself, right? And Regulus, see, he just wouldn't stop no matter... well, that's best left unsaid right now. Since a couple of you are getting both online and handwritten drabbles, I'm being QUITE evil and connecting them into two parts. GHASTLY AREN'T I? I shouldn't have said, should I? Well, ask for more, I'm feeling generous. *is seasonal*
I have Something In My Eye.
Happy Merry Insanitymas you lovely lot!
Skimpy, but I promised them:
This is where Mr Anonymous Man (who I could see in fine detail) saw (hopefully not in as fine detail) me. Naked. Dancing. With an extra large White Russian in hand. I shimmied quickly away. Then snuck back to see if he was still there. He was. Also shown, my sexy hotel bed.
The dizzy wicked high cool hotel. Honestly, such a cool place. Expensive, lucky we had a holiday price break. Rooms were TINY and we didn't even know there was a fridge (or ice box if you like, mum) in there under the teevee. haha. BIG windows that were awesome. Unless one is naked and somewhat drunken.
Elevators! They moved fast. A little too fast if ya ask me. It was funny, there was a religious convention going on. Nothing wrong with that yeah, but the lady on our elevator was nice (a little too nice if ya ask me...) and asking where we were from, what we were doing (who/what we worshipped O_O) and so Pet Boy (so polite, I told him not to look them in the eyes!) told her. 'Oh yes, I think I've heard of them.' (in my how to spot demons class) as she ran from us. Oh we look quite respectable. I think. I dunno, people always give me that look, even though -I- think I look quite respectable. Petboy feels he looks like an unsociable sort, but it's in his head. I think I have some unsettled stare or something. Which is funny because it's only until I know people that I become frightening. I'm actually terrifyingly polite until I know you... I dunno, M, are you reading this? Comment annonymously, you can, and tell me what you think. I look respectable don't I? Or do I look on the edge?
The girl is not a goth. ;_;
Pet boy thinks his camera phone is as wicked cool as mine, but NO it is not. No.
On the way homeward after an extra night recouping. After watching Madagascar at 2am. Oh I love King Lucien. OMG. LOVE.
In case you missed it: drabbles. For the holidays, for the New Year, for Monday, for 7:15 in the evening--whatever. Come on, you know you want one. I'm picking the prompts, unless you gave/give me one. And EVERYTHING is Swinburne. Everything. Swinnnnnnburne.
That said... um, I'm pulling my 'stress and sick papa card' so my holiday cards are officially late. Not that you'd noticed, it being oh, you know, XMAS BLOODY EVE! ^__^ Have no fear, I will prevail and provide and I'm having much fun and abusing Swinburne freely. I have him in a corner right now on his tiptoes and he loves it.
Now, I'm kind of a stickler for the whole 'drabble = 100 words or die' thing (for me, I don't care what others do, I'm not anal about it, right) but I do admit that a few of you are getting doubled and maybe someone is getting a triple... maybe. I mean, maybe Sirius just couldn't help himself, right? And Regulus, see, he just wouldn't stop no matter... well, that's best left unsaid right now. Since a couple of you are getting both online and handwritten drabbles, I'm being QUITE evil and connecting them into two parts. GHASTLY AREN'T I? I shouldn't have said, should I? Well, ask for more, I'm feeling generous. *is seasonal*
I have Something In My Eye.
Happy Merry Insanitymas you lovely lot!