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This was a Spoiler contest entry... and I'm putting it here because if haven't yet checked out Virtual Lunatics yet, YOU NEED TO! Hopefully, this will perk some interest, and many more people will see the greatness.
 
 
Here shall lie my little ditty
To prove that I am really witty
And worthy of this spoiler thing
I'll have to try to make it zing

Something on season eight
I hope my words will carry weight
As I relate the story of
Drusilla and her creepy love

Our Giles got hit on the head
"What? Again??" is what I said
And all of us feared for his life
He needs to make Buffy his lovely wife

But Dru had this icky plan
To make Giles her sexy man
It was wrong in so many ways
To list them all would so take days

But in the end she was beat
I kinda thought it was neat
So here my synopsis ends
I hope you enjoy it, friends.

OMIGOD....
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I gots me a special button!!!!! Click to see who made it!

THE HUG
Ok, by request, I'm adding the details of my hug. It's not a great story, but it made my year (or 5)
 
Lessee... we were at the Moonlight Rising convention in Catskills, NY. I had my trusty camera, and my even more trusty bf (Warner). Saturday, we had Q&A sessions.  Flash photography was only allowed in the first 10 and last 5 minues of each session, and only from the center aisle. Well, I go up with my camera, and start setting up a picutre (a very nice one, might I add) It was kind of funny, because I was the first one up, so it was just me... Anyway, I'm checking focus, and generally fiddling with the settings, and the great ASH (who was in the middle of a sentence) stops, and poses. Yes. He posed. :D
Well, anyway, I hurry and snap my shot, knowing I was the ONLY one who could have had that shot... at least from that angle anyway. Once I got it, I very calmly tried to not RUN backto my seat to tell Warner all about it. (Mark of a good BF, btw... he was just as happy as I was) Well.. the rest of Saturday was kind of boring... but Sunday was when everything happened.
Sunday was the autographs for my badge number. We're standing in line... waiting... and waiting... and waiting. Finally, we get to Tony. Warner, being the bitca that he is (love him dearly) has the number in front of me. He's 684. So, he goes up, and says how that picturre.. stopping what he was doing for me.. made my year. And it did. I won't lie. By this time, I was SOOOOOO embarassed! I lost it for about 5 seconds. Ranting and raving about how my face matched my shirt and generally acting certifiable. Any, long story short, as it were, he personalized my autograph (I swear... I'm going to scan it, and post it one of these days - keep checking back for it) and he hugged me. I was so... I couldn't form a coherent sentence for 3 hours. Warner, bless him, had to literally carry me away. It was SO great.
As much as I would love to post that picture, I was having camera problems... it didn't freaking take! So... yes. I no longer own that camera. Piece of crap for crap. But, either way.. most memorable thing to ever happpen to me. And stuff.
Like I said... not necessarily the greatest story ever, but... I had a request, so now everyone knows. Anthony Stewart Head is the nicest man on the planet, and going stark raving mad gets you hugs. Valuable lessons for todays society.
Have fun, and may your lives be blessed by the Way.
Jamie

Jen, and myself, and possibly a few others, were talking the other night, and this is the result.

 

The Way.

In the beginning, there was the Way. Yea, for the Way did create the heavens and the Earth. He created the residents of his town, and the daemons they were to fight. Then, he created the viewer. They were his loved people. The Way gave them power over all creatures that He created. And it was good. And the viewer named His creations. The Heavens, they did not bother with. The Earth, they named Sunnydale. The daemons, they gave various names, for they were plentiful. The Way was pleased by his viewers, and gave unto them a Son. And it was VERY GOOD! The viewers rejoiced, and celebrated. They created fictional pieces, which pleased the Way. They pinged their television screens with underwear, which also pleased the Way.

Then, One of the daemons the Way created gained power. The viewers did name her Marti. She created dissention in the land they named Sunnydale. She cast out the Son, and darkness fell over the land. In His place, she gave unto the viewer one of Her creations, and he was called Spike. Spike reveled in the darkness, and cast upon the viewers plagues and pestilence.  But, the viewers did not falter in their devotion. The Way, seeing his loved people unhappy, cast out the daemon, and her creation, and there was joy once again.

But, the Way was troubled. His people deserved better than a creator who could not keep his creations happy. He thought long, and decided to hand everything... every bug, daemon, and person, to the Chosen of his people. They called themselves the Virtual Lunatics. And it was good. The Virtual Lunatics were earnest, and cared for all his creations as if they were their own. Everything flourished under their care, and happiness reigned throughout the land.

Warner, my most wonderful boyfriend, is being converted to the B/G goodness...

< VBG > Anyway, he wrote this one day while he was at work, and I thought it was so good, that I'd share it.

 

 

TUESDAY'S HERE

(sung to the tune of Tuesday's Gone)

 

I hear screams from her window

And I can feel the wind blow yeah

It somehow doesn't fit that I'm the blonde

Now Tuesday's you see

they're not the same as they used to be

I used to be able, able to have fun.

My patience is gone!

It's Tuesday and Dawn's in trouble again

If I let her die would the world really end?

      *Just this once, please?*

I know she's the key,

But what's she really done for me?

Besides, it wouldn't be the first time I'd be dead

I've got a man waiting for me

And he just had his couch steam-cleaned!

I never thought a librarian could be so good in bed

      *Oh, shit! Did I just say that?*

It's Tuesday, and Dawn's in trouble again

It's time to go save my dumbass kin.

Seeing as how I love my Jen... and her Birthday came up... I decided to write something for her. This is what happened.
 

For a lovely lady named Jen

Whom I do consider a dear friend

I decided to write a short story

Buffy and Giles in all their glory

Something to brighten her day

 

But, my muse refused to do anything

Just sit there and drive me insane

The words refused to come

I begged. I pleaded, but none

Would make sense of themselves. Oh, the pain.

 

Meggy, the wonderful girl

Put my head into a whirl

I had a dream, she stated

And so, it seemed, I was fated

For a more perfect plot I'd not seen

 

Once again, my muse did fail me

'To Cuernavaca' she said, and then left me

And my plan was looking a bit shaky

No story to give to milady

To make her birthday the best that had been

 

So I sat there and quietly pondered

While a tiny piece of me did wonder

'What could I do

That would still be true?'

But would still amuse and entertain.

 

When suddenly it did hit me

An idea that very well could be

A delight, or a disgrace

So bad I could not show my face

And make all of my hard work be in vain.

 

I put my pen to my paper

The words getting greater and greater

A verse became one of many

So forever and ever it would be

A poem I had penned that night

 

I'll admit that I am no poet

Honestly, I would have said screw it

But since I kind of promised

To fail wouldn't be quite honest

But at least I didnt try to rhyme 'effulgent'

 

Oh, Joy! Oh, celebration!

I'm done with this abomination

I do love you wonderful Jen

But, when your birthday happens again

I think that a card will cover it.

 

 

Happy Birthday!