Ye gods!

[sparkindarkness]

Is it possible to achieve orgasm through aural stimulation alone?

Rick: WELL...

Hush you!

Bottle of finest (expensive) absinthe. Bottle of traditional scrumpy (no machine anywhere, this stuff been brewed the same way for centuries). A deliciously cool breeze from the window. Sweetest white chocolate gently embarcing the subtlest toffee. The greatest songs known to man, played (lovingly crafted?) by a decadently expensive sound system at truly inhuman volumes...

A loving, silent, boyfriend, willing to hold but not imprison, love but not speak, share but not take, touch but not act, while I give myself to the music...

Let the priests prate their afterlife, I have heaven right here...

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[meridae.livejournal.com]

::is jealous:: Can I borrow your life for a while? Please? ::whimper::

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[sparkindarkness.livejournal.com]

At the moment enjoy!

Why do wonderful nights always preceed horrible mornings?

Ghost: that would be the absinthe and the scrumpy and the too loud music. And the cruelly cackling boyfriend. And chocolate always makes you sick.

And now my muses are walllowing in my pain...

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[meridae.livejournal.com]

::grins:: But think of what you got to do to *earn* that hangover . . absinthe and chocolate and music and boyfriend and . .ah, what's scrumpy? Anyway, my point . . . I don't think I had one . . ah, yes . . the pain is merely a reminder that enhances the joy that preceded it . . . ::grins evilly::

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[sparkindarkness.livejournal.com]

Scrumpy's a kind of cider made in the south of England in an extremely old fashioned way. Most modern cider's a little chemical - this isn't. This has bits of apple floating in it. This is still made in casks of English oak with and served in earthenware jugs (the ones with the small handle big enough for one finger).

It's also really strong (yes, i do love this stuff).

Yeah, the later suffering (and the expense needed to set it all up) also makes it a rare treat - if you have heaven every day it stops being special and starts becoming routine and boring.

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[meridae.livejournal.com]

Even the name sounds delicious! I want some . . . I've only had cider once before, and I didn't like it - but I think that's probably due to the fact it was a four pack I picked up from the local supermarket! Definitely not the place to go for good cider. Oh, and I'll be taking posession of your life next Monday, so you might want to start packing ::evil grin::

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[sparkindarkness.livejournal.com]

Drink from a supermarket?! Aie Unclean! Unclean!!!

A good off-license or pub will be better anyday - so longas it's an old one *puts on flat cap and broad Yorkshire accent* ah, they knew 'ow t'mek a good 'un back when I were a lad.

Aie, Mine!!! *clings to life* waaait... next Monday...? Actually given the work I have to do then - it's yours *evil grin*

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[meridae.livejournal.com]

::laughs at accent:: My grandad's from Yorkshire and he only speaks like that when he's being silly!

Done on the life thing . . . sold . . . work and all (what do you do? Hopefully it's something I can manage) . . . I'll take over on Monday and we'll sign the contracts then! Oh, and in exchange you get my life . .. hope you like living with old people.

[sparkindarkness.livejournal.com]

Work - student lawyer, handling a few minor cases or bits of others that the big wigs don't want to handle. Write articles for various papers (mainly web) and getting most of them sent back (but getting paid for a truly tiny amount) Dealing with the mentally deranged. Being extremely sarcastic to everyone. Singing lots of karaoke when drunk. Pagan coven when not drunk (well, not drunk when it starts usually), writing all the time.

Ah... old people. Problem - they have a habit of hunting me down and trying to do irritating things like burn me at the stake.

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[meridae.livejournal.com]

::thinks:: Law . . mmm . . . haven't done much law (one fourth year paper in pharmacy law) . . but hey, I'm sure I could fake it convincingly . . . I love to write, I live and work with the mentally deranged, I am the Queen of Sarcasm . . . singing is a definite, and a pagan coven sounds fun. And if we're swapping lives then the old people won't hunt you down and burn you at the stake, cos you'll get to be a devout Anglican type person ::smiles sweetly:: You got yourself a deal!

[eudaimon.livejournal.com]

::faints:: Is it okay if I friend this journal? We've got like...three mutual friends...oO

R

[sparkindarkness.livejournal.com]

Sure! More are always welcome!

But fair warning - this is mainly a fic journal (along with life posts I'm too cowardly to put elsewhere)

[eudaimon.livejournal.com]

Some how my journal turned into mostly fic too...so I suppose, it's all good ;)

R