a.k.a Petitebete. Office drone by day, amateur closeted erotica writer by night (hard to write in a closet let me tell you). Dabbler, dilettante, self-deprecator. Musings, rants, social commentary and the occasional flash of fictional semi-brilliance when the Muse smacks me upside the head. Under-promising and over-delivering since 1989. Canadian, in case the backdrop wasn't clear indication enough.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Weekend Plans
Blah. Seems the weather will not be so great this weekend, cloudy and rainy. So I am planning on having a Buffy the Vampire Slayer Film Festival. Have borrowed the dvds of the first four seasons of BtVS from my dear friend Bexx and will settle in with snacks and drinks and pretend I am in my 20's again. I wonder what drinking game I should play? And yes I will be alone. Because the angst of Buffy and Angel's love always makes me sniffle and I don't cry in front of my friends. It's one thing to do that in your naive 20's and quite a whole other thing to still be doing that in your jaded 30's. *sigh* oh Angelus!
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