tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post759858331964848235..comments2023-09-23T12:13:10.019+00:00Comments on December Quinn, Erotic Romance<br>Stacia Kane, Sexy Urban Fantasy: I'm...so bo-o-ored with the hol-i-daysStaciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07969399927758009095noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-69723059793284911042007-12-30T03:02:00.000+00:002007-12-30T03:02:00.000+00:00A boyfriend of mine from long ago was the single f...A boyfriend of mine from long ago was the single father of an 8-year-old Barbie fanatic. Those frigging Barbie shoes are a serious menace, I'm telling you! In the middle of the night, they hop about and make sure to stop right where unsuspecting adult feet are going to land on a midnight bathroom trip. <BR/><BR/>Try not to be too bored. I have been thinking the same thing, that everyone has disappeared for the holidays.writtenwyrddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02280711822302493122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-13802602269707179552007-12-30T00:02:00.000+00:002007-12-30T00:02:00.000+00:00Oh man, I never want the holidays to end. I hate ...Oh man, I never want the holidays to end. I hate going back to work when now I can hang out and write or nap or just eat all day.Charles Gramlichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02052592247572253641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-58848087981990087392007-12-29T20:42:00.000+00:002007-12-29T20:42:00.000+00:00So glad the days of the Lil People are over. The o...So glad the days of the Lil People are over. The only legos we have are on the Lego Star Wars video games.<BR/><BR/>But for me, Christmas ain't over. Now I have to go shopping AGAIN so my teens can use all the freaking gift cards they got. I hate malls. Hopefully I can drop them off and wait in El Chico's until they're done.Robynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13857307804942257484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-67917593787820480312007-12-29T04:00:00.000+00:002007-12-29T04:00:00.000+00:00It ain't just a British feeling. North tip of Vanc...It ain't just a British feeling. North tip of Vancouver Island is wonderful for festive weather. It's rained 35 straight days. Last week, we had our lights on in the house ALL DAY. It was dark out at 1:30 in the afternoon. Seasonal affective disorder, anyone?<BR/><BR/>Only thing that made it bearable was having my folks here. Mom takes over the laundry, dad keeps up with the dishes, and I get to relax. Kinda. Between work and being sick as a sick dog's sick litter of sick, sick puppies, dealing with Xmas, writing and trying to make myself sit down and build a website, well, my marbles are everywhere but where they belong.<BR/><BR/>I feel like crawling on a handmade raft and escaping TO Cuba. I've got enough on my Visa and PLC to buy myself 13 all-inclusive weeks at a 4-star resort. If I don't bring my kids.kirsten saellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02778076783406073225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-32134355421325988612007-12-28T21:45:00.000+00:002007-12-28T21:45:00.000+00:00You've got that British winter feeling, December. ...You've got that British winter feeling, December. I prescribe thick coats, hats, scarves and a march to the park or even a country walk, followed by lunch in a pub. It's a very effective treatment.McKoalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01457446171624585099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-19892104667679585842007-12-28T16:57:00.000+00:002007-12-28T16:57:00.000+00:00Hehe, my mother made us collect all Lego not inclu...Hehe, my mother made us collect all Lego not included in finished/ongoing projects and sort the wee buggers in boxes every evening. But it's acutally a good idea because it saves time when you build something and don't have to crawl under the wardrobe in search of that one little stone that makes the outer corner of a roof. :)Gabriele Campbellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17205770868139083575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-41209365053575853872007-12-28T15:13:00.000+00:002007-12-28T15:13:00.000+00:00Yeah, I'm totally done with the holidays this year...Yeah, I'm totally done with the holidays this year. The Man's aunt did a half assed job of Christmas dinner, dry turkey, stove top, and packaged gravy, then kept all the desserts for herself. No games, no fun, and everyone went home early. People bought The Boy a bunch of crap he'll never play with that I now have to find room for. <BR/><BR/>And the insurance company just wrote off our car that was rear ended while it was parked. <BR/><BR/>Merry Fucking Christmas. <BR/><BR/>SdBAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-17981744266269857502007-12-28T13:33:00.000+00:002007-12-28T13:33:00.000+00:00I think someone needs to watch "Annie" again. C'mo...I think someone needs to watch "Annie" again. C'mon, D, altogether now... The Sun'll come out tomorrow, everything... hey, you're not singing... :)BernardLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09722619048888613647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-7052871783343477402007-12-28T11:21:00.000+00:002007-12-28T11:21:00.000+00:00Yes, Paca, but we had the Monkees when the Beatles...Yes, Paca, but we had the Monkees when the Beatles were still around. :-)<BR/><BR/><BR/>Oh, Sha-el, that's awesome! No, you probably sold more than that if the list is on Readerwise. Congratulatons!<BR/>Lol, my fabulous writer life, let me show you it.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Oh, yes, Kerry, I know all about the Legos. The floor is covered with them as well. We just don't step on them as much because they're more easily visible.Staciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07969399927758009095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-78043062509891134742007-12-28T09:14:00.000+00:002007-12-28T09:14:00.000+00:00"... sharp pieces of plastic with which to impale ..."... sharp pieces of plastic with which to impale human feet."<BR/><BR/>Oh, darlin'... They got nothing on Legos (a long-ago gift from my sister-in-law, that bitch). Those fuckers burrow under the carpet to breed their hellspawn and transform the floors of your home into an untraversable minefield of barefoot misery.<BR/><BR/>I'm ready for the holidays to be over too. I'm a creature of habit, and the disruption of the norm is both unsettling and annoying.Kerry Allenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17590084039940396398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-26139058507361404772007-12-28T08:29:00.000+00:002007-12-28T08:29:00.000+00:00The lives us we rich and famous authors are so exc...The lives us we rich and famous authors are so exciting! When I actually am rich and famous, I'll tell you all about it!<BR/><BR/>I had my moment of fame this week. Pixie Warrior made it to number three in the fantasy catagory on Readerwise.com and number 1 in their list of highest rated fantasy. That probably means I sold six copies, one to my mom, one to my sister, and the rest to my best friends.<BR/><BR/>Writing is just depressing!Sha'el, Princess of Pixieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14049854555801812071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19623437.post-86575959351443572012007-12-28T02:16:00.000+00:002007-12-28T02:16:00.000+00:00Loved the Elvis line, December. But then we have A...Loved the Elvis line, December. But then we have America's Answer to the Beatles, the Monkees. (I own every Monkees album.)pacatruehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04125048243775811714noreply@blogger.com