Birthday gifts
I have amazing friends. Since my birthday's on the Sabbath, my LJ friends are giving me a multiple-day celebration. bsg_aussiegirl has posted an amazing Cottle, Ishay, and Adama fic, After the Smoke Clears and this week's ar_drabbles prompt promises me a week full of all my favorite buttons being pushed. And bugsfic has posted a new chapter of geographic porn (well, for me, anyway, since it's part of the view from my particular graveside hilltop) which hits every emo!Bill and lost love button I've got. It's even making me rethink my distaste for Saul Tigh, and that's saying a lot.
My mom taught me to never not reciprocate when you're given gifts. I spent all morning thinking about the fics and the associations they invoked in me, and this is what I came up with.
Those of you who like to get all meta about your fandoms, this vid's for you. It's by the Crashtones, a 5 man band consisting of Sam Witwer (aka Crashdown, the LT who Baltar shot on Kobol).
Perfect girl found her world in a man of strong conviction
Found your place, warm embrace
And you won’t be cold again
She found a way to tell you what she hides
Inside at night
So drive your car - so fast, so far - and lose yourself
So whatcha gonna do
You never thought that there was more than just to
Slip a ring on her finger
And you never will again, so it’s time that you look
In the mirror and find a real man
And bring him to the dark side, cuz what you heard
Tonight, it means a motherfucker’s gonna die
And you know that you can’t, you know that you won’t
But then it maybe happens again, happens again
I’ll be fine, I’ll redraw the line
Make sure that I stay far away from the mirror
We’re OK, we’ll live for today
Because my girl is safe in my arms asleep
Close your eyes, while she cries
And you’ve made the right decision
Find your grace, make your peace
Or you’ll never sleep again
Look at your girl right there motherfucker
How do you think she screamed motherfucker
How does it make you a better man to let it stand
Get up, get up! Motherfucker get up!
Get up, get, get, get down
Meek eyed girl asleep in her sweet nightgown
And now it’s time to skip town, make yourself a man
Not gonna wake up today, I’ll pull your plug
The picture fades, now watch my morals decay
Cut a motherfuckin' throat with a razor blade
And you know it’s a good time
Clean myself in the sick, take a drink, don’t think
I was never really here
And I just want to go back home
I’ll be fine, I’ll redraw the line
Make sure that I stay far away from the mirror
We’re OK, we’ll live for today
Because my girl is safe in my arms asleep
Now I can be with my baby
Breathe with my baby
Bleed for my baby, yeah
I hate me
My mom taught me to never not reciprocate when you're given gifts. I spent all morning thinking about the fics and the associations they invoked in me, and this is what I came up with.
Those of you who like to get all meta about your fandoms, this vid's for you. It's by the Crashtones, a 5 man band consisting of Sam Witwer (aka Crashdown, the LT who Baltar shot on Kobol).
Click to viewPerfect girl found her world in a man of strong conviction
Found your place, warm embrace
And you won’t be cold again
She found a way to tell you what she hides
Inside at night
So drive your car - so fast, so far - and lose yourself
So whatcha gonna do
You never thought that there was more than just to
Slip a ring on her finger
And you never will again, so it’s time that you look
In the mirror and find a real man
And bring him to the dark side, cuz what you heard
Tonight, it means a motherfucker’s gonna die
And you know that you can’t, you know that you won’t
But then it maybe happens again, happens again
I’ll be fine, I’ll redraw the line
Make sure that I stay far away from the mirror
We’re OK, we’ll live for today
Because my girl is safe in my arms asleep
Close your eyes, while she cries
And you’ve made the right decision
Find your grace, make your peace
Or you’ll never sleep again
Look at your girl right there motherfucker
How do you think she screamed motherfucker
How does it make you a better man to let it stand
Get up, get up! Motherfucker get up!
Get up, get, get, get down
Meek eyed girl asleep in her sweet nightgown
And now it’s time to skip town, make yourself a man
Not gonna wake up today, I’ll pull your plug
The picture fades, now watch my morals decay
Cut a motherfuckin' throat with a razor blade
And you know it’s a good time
Clean myself in the sick, take a drink, don’t think
I was never really here
And I just want to go back home
I’ll be fine, I’ll redraw the line
Make sure that I stay far away from the mirror
We’re OK, we’ll live for today
Because my girl is safe in my arms asleep
Now I can be with my baby
Breathe with my baby
Bleed for my baby, yeah
I hate me