Been gone so long, not sure if I am relevant here. I'm here tonight to wish another happy birthday to Cindy, my best friend, my elven princess.

And I wonder if you all know how often I think of you all. Especially during the holidays...I am still grateful for you all. And I still have so much love for you all.

xxx

Tried to watch second Pirate of the Caribbean movie tonight, but Kris and I were too tipsy to pay attention, so we whipped out Duran Duran and Nick Cave videos to watch. Pirates will have to wait until tomorrow, I fear.

Kris has gone to sleep (so...no sex for me...) But "LaBamba" is on Bravo, and I love that movie. I'm pretty sure I saw it (no lie) about ten times in the movies in 1987, and loads of times on TV and cable. I've had the soundtrack forever. So I'm going to watch that, and try not to think about sex...ahahahahahahahahahha....

I miss Cindy.

Teehee! I say this quote all the time! I gacked this from frodoslegacy, who is hot. And is hovering over my shoulder, reading every word!

For wicked_swann, the best writer that I know. I was so intimadated writing this...

Shifting in his seat, he decided musicals weren’t so bad after all.

He couldn’t take his eyes from her. Her long blonde hair shimmered under the lights, and he knew that her conservative costume belied her savage heart, ravenous appetites. The song was sentimental, showcasing her rich, honeyed tones, trapping him in a cocoon of lust.

Her hands were mesmerizing him, toying with the waist of her poodle-skirt. He wanted his own hands there, over hers.

She made to leave the stage; she captured his eyes, and mouthed one word. He knew then he was a Broadway groupie.

“Kiwi…”


For autumnwish, who is so, so good to me. Her writing is so delicate and amazing, and I love her.
Pairing: Ginny/Hermione


Ginny’s room was the tiniest at the Burrow, her bed the narrowest, her heart the bravest. She slid to the floor, to the pile of quilts there, slid in next to Hermione.

Draping an arm over her waist, she pressed her mouth to Hermione’s. She loved the hot, slow dream-breath, and the sleep-sigh that followed. Brown eyes finally met her blue ones, and the smile was like a dollop of cream on an already rich dessert.

“Ron is a stupid git,” Ginny reassured.

Nightgowns ended in flannel twists, and the girls, damp and sweet, fell asleep in their own tangle.

Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.

http://www.luminousbeings.net/bitoflight/images/ROTK-UseWellTheDays.htm

It is a song left off of the RotK soundtrack, hopefully to be on the extended DVD.

I'm glad that you are here with me,
Here at the end of all things.
Night too shall be beautiful,
and blessed, and its fear shall pass.
I must leave, must cross the Sea,
The love you gave is all I take with me.