Hello, my name is Christina. I'm 25 years old, and I live in California with my husband David . We have a secret language that most people don't get, which consists mostly of movie quotes. I have two...- if you want that, go go find some trolls somewhere and talk to them, they love being pointlessly rude and stupid. Finally, I like coffee and video games, and I don't like coconut and German Shepherds

Subject: My AU fic-verses. Distributed between the Newcomer-verse and Zeppelin World, depending on where my inspiration leads me. Progress: 3/100 ZW: 1/50 NW: 2/50 001. Beginnings. ... 095. New Year. 096. Writer‘s Choice. 097. Writer‘s Choice. 098. Writer‘s Choice. 099. Writer‘s Choice. 100. Writer‘s Choice.

"What's your favorite part on a woman," she asked. I was taken aback. "I tend to view it as a wholistic sort of thing," I said, "I mean, I prefer the parts attached." "Hmm." "I mean," I was trying... and I get all twitterpated." There was a pause. "You're regretting asking the question, aren't you?" "Can we," her words faltered, and she sighed. "Can we never talk about this ever again?

Dramatis Personae: The Post I Most Don't Want to Write [As always, see the DISCLAIMER ]. This is the post I am most loath to write. Seriously, I'd rather write about my masturbation fantasies than...group). I've accomplished fragments since then, though. The analogy that seems to want to leap out is the ex-girlfriend, but that's not right. It's more like finding yourself dead on the floor

[As always, see the DISCLAIMER ]. A slightly different take on Dramatis today. Today we get all Post-Modern, because you're important! When I started planning this out, I ran into the unusual problem... You've seen how the others are written. Go on, explain our context and toss in a few facts. If you're feeling really brave, try to actually write it in the fallen_scholar style...

Dramatis Personae: The BFFii [As always, see the DISCLAIMER ]. (We happy few, we band of brothers and all that. These are the people who have been in my life....forever. What I had to decide is...happened to pherdnut , but in a much different sort of way (and he only got run out of one college). Currently lives on the east coast with his high school sweetheart, and builds houses.

Dramatis Personae: Chickadees [As always, see the DISCLAIMER ]. (First because it's – ahem – the shortest of the lists. Well, and that the whole Spring thing seems to have gotten to everyone I know... so you can see the attraction. The unattraction is that she's looking for a frictionless 180 as regards dating, which, even if I was all for it...well, fool me once and all that. Also, she owns a dog.

I am beginning the Dramatis Personae line of posts. I want to make a few things clear: Facts Have Been Altered – This is less to protect the innocent as damn the culpable. Nevertheless, you may or may...to point out interesting observations. These posts are for you, so I want to know what you want to know, and whether you think what I'm telling you is working. After all, I know what happened to me

So, what is it that I've been hiding from you? Those who have followed the scavenger hunt might know. Anyway, here it is, the first installment of Bethany: Act 2. I've spent months humming and hawing...boy/girl sex now. ;) However, this morning, as we both got ready for work and such he told me to tell you and the rest of the gang "'ello". Exactly that. 'Ello. So, 'ello. From the both of us.

In this part, Bethany recalls a memory mentioned in Bethany:Stage Left Part 3 . Note the name reference. At this point, Bethany was still using her "old name" in the academic setting (as I do right now...decided. Amanda and I went on a few dates, then decided things weren't going to work out. My roommates and I never spoke about it again. But at least they stopped asking me if I had a boyfriend yet