Slacker Like Me

[thedeadlyhook]

I've been lazy. Aside from several essays in progress I've been picking at (you'd be amazed how much junk I have kicking around in my head), have actually done very little this week. Not even really gone out of the apartment much. Starting to notice the lack of muscle tone. Bad me. Will go into the office and make some amends by being productive there, where I can charge by the hour. On the way, will probably start shopping for a new TV, as ours is dying the flickering death of the fading vertical hold. It's been a good friend, our poor faithful JVC. Not sure I like those new silver models, but I dunno, maybe there's an improvement in sound quality.

Tomorrow, of course, is Valentine's Day, which although you wouldn't know it from Hallmark, is actually sort of a religious holiday. There are at least three Saints named Valentine, and the date more or less coincides with the fertility festival of Lupercal, "from the medieval belief that birds choose their mates on this day." Kinda of like groundhog day for mating rituals.

Anyway, in honor of the whole Valentine's concept, I encourage anyone who hasn't done so yet to skip to glassslipper's LJ and read "Roses are Pink," brilliant piece of bittersweet Spuffy, set... well, right about now. Not a saccharine, mushy piece. Nuanced and sensitive. Great insight into Spike's head at this moment. A take on Buffy that almost made me like her again. Go on, go read it. Shoo.

Comments

[tsukinoiki.livejournal.com]

Slacker huh? Wow, how I wish that we could exchange places with you, flickering TV and all.