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09 April 2003 @ 12:18 pm
...is the low, plaintive sound of my hunger as I try to figure out what I'm going to eat for lunch. Something that isn't cow, perhaps.

I've decided today will be the day of many tiny posts about nothing. Little zen blossoms of emptiness. Or maybe goodness.

Random Spiders from Mars quote: "At the moment, the Big Bad was slumped in the far end of the tub, up to his shoulders in bubbles only slightly more white than his perfect skin, looking pretty much at home. Then again, silk sheets and candlelight Spike was a – what was the word – hedonist. He had his eyes shut and seemed to be dozing. No surprise there; the world in general knew that William the Bloody liked nothing better than to be warm, and, like a reptile, he had to soak up exterior heat since he generated none of his own. The humidity from the bath was making his hair frazzle into unruly curls that made him look even more decadent than usual. Buffy wanted to giggle. She knew that she was punchy with tiredness and that the hot water was relaxing her into an even greater state of loopiness. Her feet poked out of the bubbles on either side of Spike’s head and she realized that she really, really, really needed a pedicure. Her toenails looked like a Zagros demon’s. Zagros toenails or not, she poked Spike in the ear with her big toe. His eyes popped open and he gave her a sleazy, lazy smile."

And now, back to work.

Tiatiashome on April 9th, 2003 02:00 pm (UTC)
Random Spiders from Mars quote:
I'm just at this part now ... This story is so deliciously addictive. It's entirely mustangsally78's and rivkat's fault that I had to close my office door so that I could finish reading this at work.
MustangSally: Oye Veymustangsally78 on April 9th, 2003 04:56 pm (UTC)
Re: Spiders
With the door closed at work, no one can hear you scream over all the punctuation mistakes in that copy . . .

I must get around to making the beta/proofreading changes eventually.

Tia: leelootiashome on April 9th, 2003 06:14 pm (UTC)
Re: Spiders
With the door closed at work, no one can hear you scream over all the punctuation mistakes in that copy . . .
What? There were grammatical mistakes? I was too busy sighing and chuckling over the story to notice :->
Juliajuliaabra on April 9th, 2003 09:51 pm (UTC)
Give it to me, baby
Ahem, just a fic whore here wondering where is this interesting-sounding "Spiders from Mars" living these days? Is it for public consumption or still being worked through?
Anna S.eliade on April 9th, 2003 10:03 pm (UTC)
Re: Give it to me, baby
The URL is in an earlier entry, but I am generous and all powerful and I will offer it again, provided of course that you BOW DOWN BEFORE ME!



Juliajuliaabra on April 9th, 2003 10:10 pm (UTC)
Well duh!
I always bow down to you, Anna. You are the apple of my eye, the cherry on my sundae, and the cream in my coffee. Not to mention you so sweet you make me teethies ache.
PS Thanks for the linkage!
Karenauntyk on April 9th, 2003 11:32 pm (UTC)
Bowing down, bowing down!
And now that I've bent, could you, oh generous and all powerful one, offer the urls to the previous stories in the series?

Changes, Serious Moonlight and The Heart's Filthy Lesson.

Anna S.eliade on April 10th, 2003 06:33 am (UTC)
Re: Bowing down, bowing down!
Google is your friend. Search strings and boolean operators are your handmaids!

+"serious moonlight" +"heart's filthy lesson" =


Karenauntyk on April 10th, 2003 07:21 am (UTC)
Re: Bowing down, bowing down!
Thankyou oh Glorificus one...wait, that's not right.....oh wonderous and all-knowing one with many handmaids to make light work...:P