If you had me alone...locked up in your house for twenty-four hours and I had to do whatever you wanted me to, what would you do with me? Repost if you wish.

Of all the money that ere I had, I spent it in good company ( Read more... )

Sharp sun cast sharper shadows on the snowy grounds. Ororo pushed the old wheelbarrow along the path to the greenhouse. The wind knifed past her, carrying the sweetish scent of horse manure away from her ( Read more... )

Would you...?...give me your number ( Read more... )

((Who wants to find the poor body?))

Siryn looked over the assembled. "Right. Derek and Claire, start combing through his New York. Anyone who's good at tracking, you're with them. Dr. Harper, that means you and your hounds, I'm thinking. Eiko, how are ye at processing a crime scene, should we find one? And who'll be tending to Sarah while this is going on?"

Light the Christmas Candles now, sing of donkey, sheep, and cow,
Birthday candles for the king, let the alleluias ring
Filled with wonder at the sight, of the child on Christmas night.

Candle, candle, burning bright, shining in the cold winter night,
Candle, candle, burning bright, fill our hearts with Christmas light.

Well. No longer in X-force, with no shame in the leaving. What do I do now? I should make a list ( Read more... )

((This post here is dedicated to an old and dear friend of mine, who works with satellite photography when he's not being an Irish sailor for Ren Faire. He plays a mean 12-string, too, and whenever I sing "A Nation Once Again," it's his voice I hear in my head. Thanks, Liam!))

A journal. Of all the things I could be doing with me time. (Shut up, Wade. I know ye have a few hundred suggestions.) I suppose 'tis better than always having to find a meeting when I'm longing to have a wee jar or three ( Read more... )