We're just a few short days from heading home!  I finished my BtVS Santa fic.  Yay, me!  And beaucoups of thank-yous to my dear friend, authoressnebula , who was first to read the Spuffy Christmas fic as my beta... I, however, changed the end on her.  Just slightly.

Just about done with packing and we'll be on our way Wednesday night!  Chris packed up the ( Read more... )

I swooped this from one of jerzeyanjel 's postings. How cool is this? Looks like it's me and you, Essi

(el_payasito  )!!

Actually, five days left until we leave the Tri-State and are homeward bound.  I have my party.


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I just did that little quizzy thingie.  I am actually Catholic although I speak Yiddish better than most of my Jewish friends and make the best potato latkes and matzo ball soup this side of  New York.

You scored as Christian.

Christian
90%
Catholic
75%
Buddhist
60%
Jewish
60%
Cult
45%
Anarchist
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We're one week away from the big move.  Tonight is our Holiday Party at the Petroleum Club.  It's totally la-di-da.  Last year, our marketing director (who left in May) planned the whole thing and we had a Christmas Prom at the Marriott.  It was the best company party I'd ever been to!  We wore prom dresses, got awards for creativity, had a great ( Read more... )

I spent the weekend packing and packing some more.  I'm relatively pooped.  Having a four year old sleeping in the same room as me... ugh.  Not big with the sleep.  He likes to get up three times a night to pee and then wants to chat.  He's up at the crack of dawn to chat some more.  And jump.  And holler.  And harrass the dog.  Did I mention that ( Read more... )

I'm anxiously awaiting the arrival of my contracts so I can give notice... in the meantime, here's some more story. ( Take me to the Spuffy... )

"No motorcycle tonight?" Buffy asked, a little disappointed that she wouldn't be straddling the seat and Spike.

"Not tonight, Love," he told her, opening the passenger side door to his DeSoto for her. "Little bit chilly for that."

Her whole body was thrumming as he slid into the car beside her. What was it about him that had her acting in a way ( Read more... )

More about the Ladykiller.( Another chapter... )

Okay, maybe not so much dyin' as choking on indescribably high levels of acid.  And yes I already know that I do it to myself.  I'm waiting for a call or e-mail from Al.  It may or may not come today.  If it does not come today, it sets me back one week.  I don't like waiting.  I want what I want and I want it now.  Please and thank you.  I really ( Read more... )