Gah. Gah. Gah to Infinity.
Mar. 24th, 2005 02:31 amExcuse me a moment.
AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGH!
See this Cam. See this desk. See this headdesk.
(And shut up, both Bushes. You're giving me more of a headache.)
Nothing like a conflict with you in the middle to spice up your Easter, eh?
S'funny - I get upset, I write. It's odd how much theraphy it can be abstracting your feelings and writing them down.
"We're all heroes, every day," she replied softly, leaning forward. "You, me, Nick, Grissom, Sara, Greg, Brass... We survive. We move on. We live."
He nodded and caressed her knee, watching her eyes on his face, feeling his future in the room, slowly taking shape.
”And you…” she went on, moonlight on her face, “you’re here because I want you to and you came.”
”That can’t be all,” he said quietly.
”It’s the simple answer.”
”You once told me complicated was the whole point.”
She smiled, brushing a finger across his cheek. “Yes. But there’s always time for the complications tomorrow.”
On a more cheerful note - it's Easter. At Easter in Norway you give eggs with tasty or pretty things within. What would you stick in an egg to me and what would I stick in an egg to you that no one else would? (Fee free to imagine the egg as large or as online as you like.)
Easter holiday pictures from Norway
AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGH!
See this Cam. See this desk. See this headdesk.
(And shut up, both Bushes. You're giving me more of a headache.)
Nothing like a conflict with you in the middle to spice up your Easter, eh?
S'funny - I get upset, I write. It's odd how much theraphy it can be abstracting your feelings and writing them down.
"We're all heroes, every day," she replied softly, leaning forward. "You, me, Nick, Grissom, Sara, Greg, Brass... We survive. We move on. We live."
He nodded and caressed her knee, watching her eyes on his face, feeling his future in the room, slowly taking shape.
”And you…” she went on, moonlight on her face, “you’re here because I want you to and you came.”
”That can’t be all,” he said quietly.
”It’s the simple answer.”
”You once told me complicated was the whole point.”
She smiled, brushing a finger across his cheek. “Yes. But there’s always time for the complications tomorrow.”
On a more cheerful note - it's Easter. At Easter in Norway you give eggs with tasty or pretty things within. What would you stick in an egg to me and what would I stick in an egg to you that no one else would? (Fee free to imagine the egg as large or as online as you like.)
Easter holiday pictures from Norway