Bookended by Bad
Thanks to Rory, there's a new rule: no taking your frustrations at LOL out on me. You try it, and I get to bitch. And eventually hit you if you don't shut up. LOL's your own damn fault, and I'll help you if you're just freaking out (Ginta) but if you give me shit about it (Rory) you're on your own.
Magnus is so thoughtful, sharing this with everyone...and giving Ted a chance to invoke Daleks for Jesus.
It makes me want to cry. I swear.
On a happier front, Captain Hook's been thinking about paradise, and invited me sailing. I'm really looking forward to it. I'll need to find something appropriate to wear so I don't completely freak his crew out. Victor wants me to keep a log about it. Would I make a good pirate? I doubt it. I'd be too likely to feel bad for somebody.
Thomas is agreeable to the idea of some visits. I hope we get to do that soon.
Another day, another Ed. He's got a good sense of humor, which is a good sign. He's dating an Envy who doesn't seem to like me much though.
Sugar free pastries are the work of the devil. Poor Max, taken in by something even worse than the Nazis. I hope he can avoid them from now on.
Giant Kurt equals teddy elf. I'm his liebchen now.
A Jaegers calendar would make me very happy.
A pretty thing.
Another pretty thing: I found this beach. It's gorgeous, neither too warm or too cold, easy and permanent access to the Nexus, and pretty abandoned looking (I could find neither houses nor even a road nearby). Who else is thinking beach party?
I think I've figured out why I tend to go for 'bad' boys. They're more interesting. They have stories and scars. They tend to respect me more (in the long run, anyway). They're colorful. They appreciate me. They have thoughts and minds of their own.
Good boys are all "Yes my lady," "No my lady," "I have no opinion of my own my lady."
"Let me slay this beast for you my lady. You shouldn't dirty your hands." Ugh. I hate that. I'm a countess, not a porcelain doll. I don't want to be handled with kid gloves.
I'd rather a debate than blind obedience. Though of course it's best when people realize I'm right and listen because they want to, not because they think they have to.
((And...LJ ate my post. O.o That is really weird. Luckily I still had a draft saved.
So um. Sorry about that.))
Magnus is so thoughtful, sharing this with everyone...and giving Ted a chance to invoke Daleks for Jesus.
It makes me want to cry. I swear.
On a happier front, Captain Hook's been thinking about paradise, and invited me sailing. I'm really looking forward to it. I'll need to find something appropriate to wear so I don't completely freak his crew out. Victor wants me to keep a log about it. Would I make a good pirate? I doubt it. I'd be too likely to feel bad for somebody.
Thomas is agreeable to the idea of some visits. I hope we get to do that soon.
Another day, another Ed. He's got a good sense of humor, which is a good sign. He's dating an Envy who doesn't seem to like me much though.
Sugar free pastries are the work of the devil. Poor Max, taken in by something even worse than the Nazis. I hope he can avoid them from now on.
Giant Kurt equals teddy elf. I'm his liebchen now.
A Jaegers calendar would make me very happy.
A pretty thing.
Another pretty thing: I found this beach. It's gorgeous, neither too warm or too cold, easy and permanent access to the Nexus, and pretty abandoned looking (I could find neither houses nor even a road nearby). Who else is thinking beach party?
I think I've figured out why I tend to go for 'bad' boys. They're more interesting. They have stories and scars. They tend to respect me more (in the long run, anyway). They're colorful. They appreciate me. They have thoughts and minds of their own.
Good boys are all "Yes my lady," "No my lady," "I have no opinion of my own my lady."
"Let me slay this beast for you my lady. You shouldn't dirty your hands." Ugh. I hate that. I'm a countess, not a porcelain doll. I don't want to be handled with kid gloves.
I'd rather a debate than blind obedience. Though of course it's best when people realize I'm right and listen because they want to, not because they think they have to.
((And...LJ ate my post. O.o That is really weird. Luckily I still had a draft saved.
So um. Sorry about that.))