Something new for today....Spander!!!

Instead of my usual Olivia/Alex ficcing, today's theme is Spike/Xander...See? Spander!!!

OK, so I'm bored. Really bored. And no one is in the office at the moment, so I have no one to mindlessly chat to.

Before physio yesterday I checked out some of the local stores. I mean, I'm there (in Revesby) often enough and I've never really seen any of the shops. I suppose that's mostly because that side of Revesby is a bit of a dive (except the Workers', of course). Anywho, there's a metaphysical store there - who knew?? - and so I bought "Animal-wise" by Ted Andrews...He's the guy that wrote "Animal Speak", which I also have and love. That book is like a bible to me, I swear. They're about animism, shamanism, totem animals and so forth...Good books.

*purrs* Wanna read more S/X fics, but it sucks because I've read nearly all of them....Even written a few myself, lol. Sad, right?? 

Gah. *dies from boredom*. Still haven't really written anything new. Have been visiting the deep, dark recesses of my strange mind, though. Scary place.....Very scary, actually, especially when you spend so much time visiting your emotional limits - the things you could do, things you know you couldn't....Haven't actually found something that would really set me off...Really terrify me....Except maybe having my hands broken....And to be honest, it's actually thinking about someone doing it. The process itself doesn't bother me too much.

I think it would be similar to a dancer thinking about what it would be like to have their feet broken...Bone for bone. Tendon for tendon. Clip the Achilles with bolt cutters...They're not going anywhere....Crush the arches completely. Stomp the heels. Break through every joint in every toe. Bind them so they set incorrectly. And really, if full recovery was at all possible, dancing, let alone walking, would be - in itself - an impossibliity. Pain would be permenant.

Think about it.

Told you I was a sick fuck.