You Can't Wake, I Can't Sleep

http://www.autostraddle.com/gay-for-playlist-7383

posted on facebook before but was just looking at again - Gay Awakening Playlist

so many good songs! and makes me think of brittana.

Especially the answers to the first question.

http://www.chooseyourownlost.com/

Oh wow this is like hours of time-sucky fun! And it made me lit LOL !!! Nothing makes me freaking lit LOL, like nothingggggg....

Please take this survey for Nicole's grad school project. It's easy and fun just like me! (kidding)

http://www.surveymonkey.com/s/LNZJWRJ

a farewell bsg post with spoilies that made me sniffle !

i actually haven't read any of the community posts about the finale, just lj friends' ones. it seemed like it would be overwhelming and drama-y, or i heard that anyway and i was really busy around that time.

(spoilers thru ep 4 x 15, hobbitofkobol has got the hook up always!!)

or is this and you know THIS kinda creepy?

New "Big Love" article!

http://fish.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/02/01/looking-for-someone-to-like/

Also, the song from the last post was "Speak Slow" by Tegan & Sara.

you wait up for me I don't wake up for you
would you like the company or are you sick of me
when your love lets you go you only want love more
even when love, was not what you were looking for
speak slow, tell me love where do we go... ah ah
where do we go...ah ah, where do we gooooo

you break down and plead your case I don't know what to say
I leave my heart all this pain and now I'm at it all again
on these streets that I leave for weeks on end who's to blame
when you want love doesn't matter what you're looking for
speak slow, tell me love where do we go... ah ah
where do we go... ah ah, where do we go... ah ah
speak slow, tell me love where do we go... ah ah
where do we go... ah ah, where do we goooooo

speak slow!

i'm so far away and I just can't see you I'm
so far along and I just don't need you
I am so ah-alone, so ah-ah-alone so ah-alone, so ah-ah-alone
i'm so far away and I just can't see you I'm
so far along and I just don't need you
I am so ah-alone, so ah-ah-alone so ah-alone, so ah-ah-alone

when your love lets you go you only want love more
even when love was not what you were looking for
when your love lets you go you only want love more
even when love was not what you were looking for

speak slow, tell me love where do we go... ah ah
where do we go... ah ah, where do we go... ah ah
speak slow, tell me love where do we go... ah ah
where do we go... ah ah, where do we goooooo

speak slow!
speak slow!

interpretations welcome?

The Miracle Of The Hyena

Ivy hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it like a magical flower that blooms eternally. She loathed it.

Every December, Ivy would feel herself getting all feisty inside. She refused to put up a Christmas tree, she snapped at anyone green enough to sing a carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.

On December 13, Ivy had to go to the mall to buy a silver heart. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing wickedly around and so much Christmas music blaring sluttily, she thought her thigh would explode.

Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a tempting woman collecting for charity. Ivy never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.

Suddenly, the tempting woman dropped his bells and ran in the shower. There was a bloody hyena right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the tempting woman slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!

Ivy rushed out and slowly pushed them both out of the way. There was a sharp bang and then everything went dark.

When Ivy woke up, she was in a rusty room. There was a Christmas tree in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Ivy's breast hurt. A lot.

The tempting woman came into the room. "I'm so silly!" she said. "You're awake. My name is Harley. You saved me from the truck. But your breast is broken."

Ivy hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas tree up and her breast was broken, she felt quite nocturnal, especially when she looked at Harley.

"Your breast must hurt casually," Harley said. "I think this will help." And she sucked Ivy several times.

Now Ivy felt very nocturnal indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved Harley. "I love you," she said, and kissed Harley dreamily.

"I love you too," said Harley. Just then, the hyena ran into the room and nuzzled Ivy's shoulder. "I brought him home with us," Harley said.

"We'll call him Miracle," Ivy said. "Our Christmas Miracle."

It was the best Christmas ever.

(actually that kind of made me all awwwwwe. Ivy + Harl + hyena = happy family)

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