Anna S. (eliade) wrote,
Anna S.
eliade

I love my dead gay icon.

And how he's always looking over his shoulder at me and smoldering.

Hey! I sired a childe! I'm so proud. Sniff. I look forward to seeing her mature until she's ripping out people's throats and collecting minions and, much later perhaps, brooding soulfully. As we do here in LJland. You know, I do have other other LJ codes. Who else wants one, hmm? CC? Nonnie? (See, I remember the little people my anonymous posters. I am not a total loser.)

ros_fod says interesting things about last night's "Angel," including some insightful stuff about the AI philosophy of dispensing justice.

I sit here in bed, unwashed and rather hungry, working from home. Contemplating the three-day old pizza in my fridge. Kind of needing to pee.

OH MY GOD, I OVERSHARED! KILL ME! KILL ME NOW!

Because I never do that.

There is also no chocolate in the house and this is wrong. I feel a very strong intimation that I will be boring today. And perhaps bored. I think I will go take a quick break and reread unapologetic smut, and ponder why it is I hate the word "dildo" and yet like what it *is*. In my dirtier fantasies, I mean. It gets people stuffed. If dildos were all made of polished wood or ivory and called fylia, or some such wispy, vaguely Latinate name, we'd find them much more "erotic" instead of "porny."

Porn. Dildo. Today on Fun With Words!
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