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Wednesday, 07 May 2008 02:15:29
I can't believe she's letting us choose her costume for Dragon*Con.
Wednesday, 07 May 2008 06:23:35
So, this might be old, but I thought I might as well post it:
Wednesday, 07 May 2008 15:05:17
Here's a brand new selection of photos that I snapped today.. (For anyone interested.) TOWERING BEAUTY.
Wednesday, 07 May 2008 16:26:42
I was beginning to wonder if this would ever happen again, but there I was, lost in the oblique folds of unconsciousness with silent night all around. And the folds deepened, the night was forgotten and a wash of brightness was before me, in a small room that looked conspicuously like my sitting-room. But brighter than usual. Even the door. And on the other side of the door I could hear the soft-shod footsteps. I opened the door, and for a moment I was speechless: there she was. "River!" The whole room darkened in the brightness of her smile. "Hi, Chris." "Where've you been hiding?" "You need a hug." "What ever gave you that impression?" She smiled knowingly and came into the room and closed the door. "You've been working too hard. Too hard and too much." "Gee, ya think?" I acknowledged with a chortle. "Putting a damper on my health for sure." "You need to forget it." River's voice was soft and warm and her eyes shone. She looked more like Cameron, but Cameron has no way of knowing what's on my mind and thereby knowing what I need. No, this was River. My sweet, strong, loving and beloved River. "You need to forget all about it just for a little while," she went on as she came close to me. "You need to feel better. What would make you feel better than this?" With that, she opened her arms and closed them around me, and squeezed ever so gently. "Not a whole hell of a lot," I confessed as I hugged her in return. I hadn't felt this in so long. Felt her so close, felt her embrace, felt this feeling that I can't ever seem to have in real life, the feeling of being loved. I rested my head on hers, but only in the briefest before I felt it stir and looked down to her. She was still smiling, bright and sweet and with an affection I've never known, when she looked up at me: then she seemed to levitate in my arms, and she kissed me. Tender at first, and then firm, then long and slow and sensual. As only River ever has.
Wednesday, 07 May 2008 17:33:43
So this weekend I went to this wedding. The weekend before that I went to a wedding. And the weekend two weeks before that I went to a wedding. On the 15th of March I had two weddings to choose from. Next month there is another wedding. I am tired of weddings. And that is all I have to say about that. Then, there is the swamp developing in my bathroom. The drip drip of the leaking geyser through the ceiling is turning into a form of chinese water torture that may just give Adelai Niska the chance to SEE WHO I REALLY AM! On that not I have a different take. Just give someone lots to drink - soon you will see who they really are! Whoo-hoo bring the tequila!