Monday morning thoughts

A letter to Mutant Enemy I composed this morning on my walk to work.

Dear Mutant Enemy Staff,

If, in season five Angel, you have an episode that involves Angel and Spike wrassling out their problems while covered in oil I will name my children after you.

Thank you in advance,

AngelChicken

PS- If the sequence is shot in that nifty slo-mo you are all so fond of I will write a naming clause into my will.

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Happy, happy birthday, ghoulchick!

May it be filled with working appliances, yummy food, perfect little mini-ghouls and hours of uninterrupted Creek.

Mmmm

Great Moses, S/X is a sexy pairing. Seriously. I have no idea how or why, but *wow*. Spuffy aside (because that is my ship of choice when push comes to shove) I can think of nothing sexier (in the Buffyverse, in any case) than two sexy men being sexy together. It's right up there with Ganya, in my book. Mmmmmm, how I love Spike and Xander.

And I have to give props to thesaucyone because she is the one that first got me thinking of reading Spander last fall. Good call, saucy.

Wow. Just wow.

And on a completely different note, I have done nothing but eat all day. I have been constantly shoving things in my mouth. Apple slices, cherries, blue and strawberries. Melon, Cheez-its, grapes. Lunch (fish and veggies).

I don't think I could have eaten more if I had tried. And yet, I think I could continue to eat and not be full.

Mmmmm, food.