Sometimes it is better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness.

[ultraviolet9a]

Like the almighty OMG Terry Pratchett would say. So. Here's me lighting the flamethrower, which, all things considering is a rather ironic choice of quote but never mind. Things that are done can't be undone, at least not in my ontological level. Distruction has been, grief has been, a shift in me has been, time has been. Moving on. Right? Right.

So. Coping. Cutting my hair. Throwing away clutter. Starting yoga. Donating to charity thingies. Watching HL episodes, because lord knows I missed MacLeod. All he needed was a Katana and swoosh! The world seemed clear in a very Boyscout kind of way I long for, plus, hey, Methos. Please. I mean Methos. 

And starting school again helped. Seeing my kiddos again was the total uplift.

Anyway.

I feel as if I haven't been here for eons. I know I haven't replied to people and haven't checked up on stuff which makes me probably...well...not exactly the postergirl for a good flister. And I owe birthday fics and PIFs and stuff. And probably like, a lot of comments. And I don't know how fast or how much or how frequent I can catch up.

But here's the deal: I have missed you. And I hope you're well and shiny and happy. *hugs* And if there's anything you'd like me to read or know, feel free to self and hetero-pimp. :)

And *scratches head* things I got to say or else I'll be totally inexcusable:

Like, hey

longhairedlady, that capslock is my bitch icon thingy was made of awesome and yei I will use it, thank you! *hugs*

And hey, smilla02, buffyaddict13, hiyacynth. You're like the shiniest of the sunshine rainbow cheesecake land (Unicornia of course) and never, ever, EVER fail to make me smile. So thank you for that. Had we been living in the same town I'd be knocking on your door with chocolates and rainbows and balloons and flowers and unicorns and naked Winchesters and sparkly stuff like that and be all mushy over you. But we don't. So...uhm. Can you settle for a really, really tight hug? *HUG*

Also? Hey, shiny flist of mine! *sprinkles you with sparkly joy*

So there.

That's what I wanted to say.

I'm pretty sure I've forgotten stuff. Eventually I'll remember.

Goodnight for now.

 

Comments

[smilla02.livejournal.com]

Drastic measures? Like, maybe sending the Winchesters over to fetch me? Huh? :)

Yes, that was one of my ideas, others involved me begging and crying until you took pity and came back :D

[ultraviolet9a.livejournal.com]

That would have worked too. :) Except, you know, you could combine it. Like, send the Winchesters begging and crying to me. Heh heh.