I'm anxiously awaiting a call or e-mail from FL.  It should come sometime tomorrow... well, it will if they want me there on time.  I decided to take Marianne's advice and tell them I need moving expenses.  Don't ask, tell.  I mean, they're a Fortune 500 company.  I'm asking for small change to pack and drive myself.  I don't think it will become ( Read more... )

I had a whole lot of time on my hands, so I wrote another chapter.  Wonder why a popular romance novelist such as Buffy needs to hustle pool and live at home?  ( Let's find out... )

Okay, I'm exaggerating.  My ears aren't really bleeding.  But we've kicked off our three day Christmas music blitz.  It's only been an hour.  That's just too much Christmas this soon.  Plus, I'm rather pissy because I'm working N-6.  My regular shift is 10-3.  Just what I want to do... work all day on Black Friday.  On a hopeful note, I finally ( Read more... )

I guess Thanksgiving isn't celebrated in Europe... hmmm... Well, Happy Thanksgiving to all and to all who aren't down with the Gobble-Gobble, I'm thankful that it's Thursday and that the world's still spinning and that we're all still in it.  That works, right?  Did I tell you someone sent in Green Tomato Pie the other day?  Our morning guys swears ( Read more... )

I finally got around to getting my Spuffy Smut rewritten... it seemed like it was much better the first time.  It's my first NC-17... be kind.

Buffy settled against her pillows, pulling her covers up around her, as Spike began to read...

Ethan lifted the trembling girl in his strong arms. He could no longer deny what he saw there, nor could she ( Read more... )

I am so freakin' pissed!  I wrote a yummy chapter of my billiards tale and copied, pasted and then totally fucked it up losing the WHOLE damned thing.  Ugh!  That's what I get for writing my first real smut-fest whilst at work... I know.  Whilst.  I just wanted to feel British for a moment.  And I probably used it wrong.  There was all kinds of ( Read more... )

Buffy lay in bed listening to the sounds of the empty house settling around her. Her lips were still tingling from Spike's kiss. She kept replaying it over and over in her head. Why had she let him kiss her? She didn't even know him. And cocky! Why hadn't she opened her mouth and put him in his place.

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I also love the Wish List idea.  It's fabu!  Here is mine, I'm going to scan through others' to see if there's anything I can do to make their wishes come true.  As Spike might say... "Tis the Season and all that rot."

Wish List Rules

( My Wish List )

Let me be the latest to endorse the Secret Santa program known as BtVS_Santa .

( What I Can Do... and What I Might Want... )

Now, the latest chapter in our billiards fic... ( Read more... )