True Cranky Confessions

[helenkacan]

Okay, so I had to post this, because my crankiness is finally lifting. I just wrote 1100 words of my new fic. I know some might find it squicksome. Because it's Giles/Buffy/Dawn - but that whole thing is necessary if Dawn is going to survive. Because, dontcha know, destiny and ritual and consequences, oh my! So, a good start.

And, at least it's taken me away from the bitchy wallowing that has ensnared my body/mood over the past week. Although pain has a LOT to do with my mood. Lower back, hell. Calves, fucking hell. [Thanks for the charming dialogue, Spike!] And I've been so zonked that I've fallen asleep every night without pain killers, but woken up around 5:30! EVERY morning? This is so not funny.

But, at least there were some good things this past week. On Wednesday, I got my $5 off coupon in for my web tax service at 11:59:23. Hee! The deadline had been midnight.

On Thursday, I made a very special dinner for Brian (because he's left for Mexico on vacation today ::engaging worry mode::). We had sole decorated with French tartar sauce and the green wasabi caviar. Also a fan of asparagus spears. And an asian salad with mandarin segments, sugar peas, dried cranberries and a sesame-orange dressing.

My amaryllis is blooming. Two red trumpets (and John called me yesterday from work, reminding me to take pictures - so I did, at 5:30 this morning - le sigh).

Received more book packages - but am missing one. I want my book. ::stomps foot:: But, at least, I have M's birthday prezzies hidden away, 11 weeks in advance! Woo-hoo.

Now I'm eating ice cream for brekkie. Hey, my way of buying off the pain. Anyway, I feel a lot better for having talked about it. So, now, what do I do? Some more of the story? Or making more beet/red cabbage soup? Or napping? Okay, I'm going to watch some cartoons. And then consider my other options.

Good Saturday hugs to all,
The more upbeat Queen of Me.

Comments

[kishiriadgr.livejournal.com]

Why worry about a friend on vacation in Mexico? As long as he's not going to Oaxaca he'll be perfectly safe, and even there he'd most likely be all right as long as he wasn't stupid.

Heck, I'm going over the border tomorrow to buy asthma meds, and TJ is about the most unsafe place there is at the moment. (The Army is currently disarming the police for corruption. This happens every few years in Tijuana.)

[ladyforash.livejournal.com]

I have to admit, that story does sound...squicksom. (I have no idea if I spelled that right!) However, since you are the writer, I'll end up liking it. Of that, I'm sure.

I'm so sorry you are in pain. :gentle hugs:

[helenkacan.livejournal.com]

Well, it's just that Brian and 7 friends are going to be at the same resort as the Iannaros (sp) were murdered (was that last year). But, no, he's not stupid. They're taking 6 walkie-talkies, so between the 8 of them, they'll be in close contact. Besides, he's paid enough for the all-inclusive stay (including a hammock in his room that has a balcony!!!), that there won't be much desire to go wandering off.

And, then, it's also a matter of acclimitization. You can move freely through the country because you look indigenous and you speak the language. So few people would mess with you. It's the dumb-acting tourists that get themselves in trouble. And Brian's no dumb tourist. So, I'll just keep my fingers and my pretty red-nailed toes crossed!

I may send you a private e-mail about Michael's sitch. But that'll be after a nap.

Hugs to you, Steve and the Queen of your new abode!

[helenkacan.livejournal.com]

Oh, Carolee - you are precious. I really appreciate the praise ... and even in advance. But you're not far off the mark. Though the story could be considered squicksome, the fact is I'm writing it with love in my heart (and the usual insatiable curiosity). [Now, I've written some not-so-nice fics in the past but, underneath my naughty/etc. exterior, I'm just a mushy ball of fluff (and here I am mixing two metaphors).] It becomes even less s-q (for short) if you consider that the ritual must be performed, or else Dawn will really die this time. Because she really is Buffy - or another Buffy.

The hugs helped THIS MUCH!

Anyway, I think I'm due a nap. And then making the soup.

Sending back a bouncy beachball full of hugs,
The Queen of Sentimental!

[kishiriadgr.livejournal.com]

Okay, I just looked at the story about the Ianeiros. They were found with their throats slit, nothing stolen.

From the looks of it, they were not killed by anyone local. My guess is they brought enemies with them from Canada. Mexicans would have shot them and stolen everything they could.

I wouldn't worry about Brian. These people Did Something, and probably not in Mexico.