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Originally Posted by DanaC
I kind of like the not having anything to do part of it. The being able to watch anything that happens to take my fancy without the nagging guilt of work not yet done :p
I resist the passing of this time to the bitter end every year.
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really? it doesn't get on your nerves to be cheerful and wish everyone a 'happy' and the isolation of the snowbound streets and the chimney boys going 'weep, weep, weep' and the icicles that can be used as the perfect weapon just hanging about for anyone to take and the FUCKING HEATING BILLS and did I mention loneliness of feeling trapped with nowt but laundry to do and bills you can't pay b/c you equate love with material things due to poor bringing up and you just saw the saddest movie on the planet yesterday and you know one day you'll die?
ach. What's wrong here? I'm even starting to miss my ex--husband and wishing I had him still so at least there would be somebody...oh gawd. Maudlin Alert.
I'm done now. I'll get better here soon enough. *sobz*
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In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic.
"Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her.
—James Barrie
Wimminfolk they be tricksy. - ZenGum
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