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9/6/08 12:43
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9/6/08
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9/6/08 14:25So...he found out and he didn't kick me to the curb but he's freaking out. Which is totally understandable. I went through the freak out too. Things are just...kind of...weird right now.
I guess I'm kind of worried this isn't the end of it and he could still say 'you know I can't handle this. You've gotta go'
I guess I'm kind of worried this isn't the end of it and he could still say 'you know I can't handle this. You've gotta go'
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13 People Living or Dead You Wish You Could Meet
1. India Cohen. She’s the slayer that came before me.
2. The monks who made Dawn
3. Jimmy Choo
4. Marc Jacobs
5. Anne Rice. So I can beat the holy hell out of her.
6. Elizabeth Barrett Browning
7. Shakespeare
8. Bruce Lee
9. Jackie Chan
10. Summer Glau
11. Joan of Arc
12. Stephanie Meyer (see Anne Rice)
13. Sun Tzu (although no one really knows if he was real or fictional)
1. India Cohen. She’s the slayer that came before me.
2. The monks who made Dawn
3. Jimmy Choo
4. Marc Jacobs
5. Anne Rice. So I can beat the holy hell out of her.
6. Elizabeth Barrett Browning
7. Shakespeare
8. Bruce Lee
9. Jackie Chan
10. Summer Glau
11. Joan of Arc
12. Stephanie Meyer (see Anne Rice)
13. Sun Tzu (although no one really knows if he was real or fictional)
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She doesn’t push and she doesn’t prod very often so when he walks home by himself she gives him the time. She needs to vent anyway, pouring her frustration over vampires and burying her stake so deep in one that it lodges in the ground. At that point she gives up and walks home. Danny is in bed and she’s starving so she gets cold Chinese out and eats it sitting on the counter, legs, dangling over and heels thrumming against the cabinets. Halfway through her carton of pad thai she gets up the nerve to snoop around the apartment. Everything is exactly the way she left it, including shoes on the tables and sloughed off near the door. If he’d changed his mind, nothing in the living room or kitchen showed it. The pad thai carton got tossed in the wastebasket along with the chopsticks. Three points nothing but net. She’s procrastinated as long as possible and it’s time to face the lions.
The bedroom is quiet and dark but he looks up at her when she walks in. She’s not surprised that he’s not asleep, after all she’s not sure she slept for days after her real world soap bubble was popped. She gives him a half smile, strips out of her jeans and grabs a wife beater from her drawer. She changes into just that and her underwear then slips underneath the covers. Surprise makes her hesitate when Danny wraps his arms around her and pulls her close without a word but she buries her nose against his collarbone. She settles against him, soaking up his warmth and storing It away. This doesn’t feel like the end but it doesn’t feel like them either. It’s all off kilter and awkward but she thinks maybe it feels like a beginning.
She doesn’t push and she doesn’t prod very often so when he walks home by himself she gives him the time. She needs to vent anyway, pouring her frustration over vampires and burying her stake so deep in one that it lodges in the ground. At that point she gives up and walks home. Danny is in bed and she’s starving so she gets cold Chinese out and eats it sitting on the counter, legs, dangling over and heels thrumming against the cabinets. Halfway through her carton of pad thai she gets up the nerve to snoop around the apartment. Everything is exactly the way she left it, including shoes on the tables and sloughed off near the door. If he’d changed his mind, nothing in the living room or kitchen showed it. The pad thai carton got tossed in the wastebasket along with the chopsticks. Three points nothing but net. She’s procrastinated as long as possible and it’s time to face the lions.
The bedroom is quiet and dark but he looks up at her when she walks in. She’s not surprised that he’s not asleep, after all she’s not sure she slept for days after her real world soap bubble was popped. She gives him a half smile, strips out of her jeans and grabs a wife beater from her drawer. She changes into just that and her underwear then slips underneath the covers. Surprise makes her hesitate when Danny wraps his arms around her and pulls her close without a word but she buries her nose against his collarbone. She settles against him, soaking up his warmth and storing It away. This doesn’t feel like the end but it doesn’t feel like them either. It’s all off kilter and awkward but she thinks maybe it feels like a beginning.
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Her day had been awful. She'd spent the whole day snapping at her classes. Some of the boys had been understanding and others had been just little crapheads. She'd responded in kind by being bitchy. Frappachinos had been mainlined because she hadn't gotten any sleep the past two nights and she felt like she was jumping out of her skin. Danny had kissed her when he'd left that morning but he hadn't slipped in the shower with her, which was how they usually started their morning out. In the end she just went straight home after work, took a bubble bath, drank a glass of wine and tried to unwind. It didn't really work, there was too much on her mind and too much on her shoulders. She got out of the bath, tossed on a wife beater, a pair of shorts and stabbed a chopstick through her damp hair. She put her ipod on her Boy Bands playlist (N'Sync was good, thank you very much) and decided to try some Tai Chi. It couldn't hurt and it might center her enough that she could deal with everything and even help Danny deal. The wooden floor was cool and hard beneath her bare feet so she focused on that as she went through the Tai Chi motions in an attempt to lose herself. Every once in a while she'd glance at the clock -defeating the purpose- knowing Danny would be home in a little while, barring any complications at work.
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