The Yummy-Yummy Conspiracy

Men are strange. Men are very very strange. Put me in a short skirt, parade me down the street - I won't have too many troubles. A couple of whistles maybe, but usually of a sort that I can tolerate.

Wrap me up, I mean put me in flares, a dress over the top, and my hair all wrapped up in a scarf, and have me walk down the street, and suddenly I get 'Yummy Yummy' muttered in my ear repeatedly.

I am deadly serious. That is what I wore today, and that's what happened. After the third time I was so disturbed I threw myself into the nearest candy store and bought chocolate and mini-florals just so I could purge the dirty feeling from my body and revel in something childish.

This strengthens my conviction that this particular week, there are more people in the world than ever that want to have sex with me.
Well, unless their Ted Raimi or Nicholas Brendon - thay can all get fucked. And not by moi.

The Yummy-Yummy Conspiracy

Men are strange. Men are very very strange. Put me in a short skirt, parade me down the street - I won't have too many troubles. A couple of whistles maybe, but usually of a sort that I can tolerate.

Wrap me up, I mean put me in flares, a dress over the top, and my hair all wrapped up in a scarf, and have me walk down the street, and suddenly I get 'Yummy Yummy' muttered in my ear repeatedly.

I am deadly serious. That is what I wore today, and that's what happened. After the third time I was so disturbed I threw myself into the nearest candy store and bought chocolate and mini-florals just so I could purge the dirty feeling from my body and revel in something childish.

This strengthens my conviction that this particular week, there are more people in the world than ever that want to have sex with me.
Well, unless their Ted Raimi or Nicholas Brendon - thay can all get fucked. And not by moi.

Damn thou INFERNAL DRIVE of TORTURE!!!

I have this disk with stuff on it that I greatly want on my hard drive. Want it baaaaaaaaaaaaaad. But no.... this computer WON'T READ IT! AT ALL!!! No matter what the hell I do, it won't read it! I WANT TO BREAK IT!!! *SOBS* Okay... calm Nacey.... Calm. FUCK CALM I WANT MY GOODIEEEEEEES!!!

I was sitting on the floor, pressing the CD button on my tower...open....closed....open....closed.... just hoping that maybe the next time, the CD will do as it's told. It didn't. It just DIDN'T!!!

So here I sit, Findle trying to help me, my heart in ruins, my body shaking as the goodies on the CD that I want lie there like hidden treasure that I know where it is and cna't get to it. Woe is me... oh woe.

Damn thou INFERNAL DRIVE of TORTURE!!!

I have this disk with stuff on it that I greatly want on my hard drive. Want it baaaaaaaaaaaaaad. But no.... this computer WON'T READ IT! AT ALL!!! No matter what the hell I do, it won't read it! I WANT TO BREAK IT!!! *SOBS* Okay... calm Nacey.... Calm. FUCK CALM I WANT MY GOODIEEEEEEES!!!

I was sitting on the floor, pressing the CD button on my tower...open....closed....open....closed.... just hoping that maybe the next time, the CD will do as it's told. It didn't. It just DIDN'T!!!

So here I sit, Findle trying to help me, my heart in ruins, my body shaking as the goodies on the CD that I want lie there like hidden treasure that I know where it is and cna't get to it. Woe is me... oh woe.

The Vodaphone You Have Called Is Currently Unavailable... Please Try Again!

Grrr. I'm trying to ring Tom to find out what time to meet him in Perth and I can't get in contact with him. I smack him!! Grr!! And I feel pooky-headed. Need food. Need pill.

Finally got all my fan fic up. Click at the link at the bottom of the page "A Life Not Ordinary" and you'll see it and all the hard work I put into it.

My mother was the source of the disappearing email, because she put on a filter to get rid of spam that also got rid of all my yahoogroups mail. I could tell she felt bad, cause she went all quiet and told me to take the filter off.

I wanna help her not have the yucky emails. I can tell it's really upsetting her. :( I wish there was something I could do.

Oh well.

-- Nacey.

The Vodaphone You Have Called Is Currently Unavailable... Please Try Again!

Grrr. I'm trying to ring Tom to find out what time to meet him in Perth and I can't get in contact with him. I smack him!! Grr!! And I feel pooky-headed. Need food. Need pill.

Finally got all my fan fic up. Click at the link at the bottom of the page "A Life Not Ordinary" and you'll see it and all the hard work I put into it.

My mother was the source of the disappearing email, because she put on a filter to get rid of spam that also got rid of all my yahoogroups mail. I could tell she felt bad, cause she went all quiet and told me to take the filter off.

I wanna help her not have the yucky emails. I can tell it's really upsetting her. :( I wish there was something I could do.

Oh well.

-- Nacey.

Lime Juice Is Good for the Soul

Fan Fic Snippet No2:

"Playing the part of a hero in a leather suit, honey?" Flat Midwestern
tone. Another, slightly smoother movement. Hands clenching and
unclenching at her sides. "Your friends know what you are? You tell them
about that first fire?" Abruptly, she jerked again, hand going out to the
wall to steady herself. "Tell them about it, Pyro baby."

"The Professor knows everything he needs to--hard to hide from a full
telepath." His hands were clenched on the arms of the chair--he found
himself standing up, hands becoming warm. "It must suck, being dead,
knowing an eighteen year old kid brought you down. After all, you were
recruited because you thought you were the best, right?"

"I am the best!"

"You're pretty dead, actually."

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I should stop giving away the best bits of Jenn's fics, but they're SO GOOD!

This bit was from "The Longest Day - Execution" from the Love and Lust series.

http://www.wolverineandrogue.com/seperis/

Lime Juice Is Good for the Soul

Fan Fic Snippet No2:

"Playing the part of a hero in a leather suit, honey?" Flat Midwestern
tone. Another, slightly smoother movement. Hands clenching and
unclenching at her sides. "Your friends know what you are? You tell them
about that first fire?" Abruptly, she jerked again, hand going out to the
wall to steady herself. "Tell them about it, Pyro baby."

"The Professor knows everything he needs to--hard to hide from a full
telepath." His hands were clenched on the arms of the chair--he found
himself standing up, hands becoming warm. "It must suck, being dead,
knowing an eighteen year old kid brought you down. After all, you were
recruited because you thought you were the best, right?"

"I am the best!"

"You're pretty dead, actually."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I should stop giving away the best bits of Jenn's fics, but they're SO GOOD!

This bit was from "The Longest Day - Execution" from the Love and Lust series.

http://www.wolverineandrogue.com/seperis/

Mr. Povey! You're LATE!

I shall beat Tom with many limp sardines and feed him to the ravenous men at the Court Hotel for I cannot seem to get in contact with him!! Grrness!! We were supposed to go to the Krishna restraunt today. Oh well, I might dig out my purse and go there anyway. Better go.

Mr. Povey! You're LATE!

I shall beat Tom with many limp sardines and feed him to the ravenous men at the Court Hotel for I cannot seem to get in contact with him!! Grrness!! We were supposed to go to the Krishna restraunt today. Oh well, I might dig out my purse and go there anyway. Better go.