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Well, I've managed to miss three doll!fic-able occasions in the past week: Smut Goddess ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
darklingdawns birthday (two words, people: Daddy's Girl. Holy mother of guh!), and the birthday of Her Serene Highness empresspatti. Well, that just won't do. Morgana's fic has helped me pass many a dull hour at work in a much more pleasant fashion, and Patti makes me blow tea out of my nose practically every time she posts. (Srsly, y'all, she's like Erma Bombeck on crack!) In my defense, though, I've been dealing with yet another bout of difficult times with the wee, mercurial talent who makes these greetings possible. As is so often the case with actors, sometimes the artist's inner demons (heh) interfere with his or her productivity. Yep, I'm afraid that doll!Spike has been hitting the sauce again. He'd had a decent run of sobriety until Valentine's Day when the doll!Buffys decided to have a girls-only party instead of a romantic evening in. The little plastic poet was disappointed about missing the opportunity to strew rose petals and spout verse at whichever Buffy would tolerate it, but it wasn't until he learned that armless!Angel would be at the girls' party that he really went off the rails. (The Buffys were planning to have a makeovers n' manicures sort of affair, and armless!Angel is a perfect canvas for practicing one's make-up skills!)
Consumed by jealousy, doll!Spike holed up with the cooking sherry and a cheap box of chocolates, and I allowed him to give vent to his unrestrained self-pity for a few days, no questions asked. Once he started drinking the Guerlain Aqua Allegoria that I got for Valentine's Day, however, all bets were off. I'm all for feeling one's feelings, but there comes a time when you have to quit wallowing in your pain and other's people's perfume and get back to work. I mean, really, do you think that this looks like a healthy response to rejection?
Come on, little feller. Have I got a job for you!
Ah, romance isn't dead yet. Thank heavens that doll!Spike was able to swallow his sadness and summon his inner professional! (Although, the more I look at him here, the more I have to ask myself, "Professional what?")
HAPPY BELATED VALENTINE'S DAY, LADIES! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MORGANA & PATTI! *big belated hugs* I hope that you both had the wonderful day that you so richly deserve. May the upcoming year be filled with creativity and good health. <333
darklingdawns birthday (two words, people: Daddy's Girl. Holy mother of guh!), and the birthday of Her Serene Highness empresspatti. Well, that just won't do. Morgana's fic has helped me pass many a dull hour at work in a much more pleasant fashion, and Patti makes me blow tea out of my nose practically every time she posts. (Srsly, y'all, she's like Erma Bombeck on crack!) In my defense, though, I've been dealing with yet another bout of difficult times with the wee, mercurial talent who makes these greetings possible. As is so often the case with actors, sometimes the artist's inner demons (heh) interfere with his or her productivity. Yep, I'm afraid that doll!Spike has been hitting the sauce again. He'd had a decent run of sobriety until Valentine's Day when the doll!Buffys decided to have a girls-only party instead of a romantic evening in. The little plastic poet was disappointed about missing the opportunity to strew rose petals and spout verse at whichever Buffy would tolerate it, but it wasn't until he learned that armless!Angel would be at the girls' party that he really went off the rails. (The Buffys were planning to have a makeovers n' manicures sort of affair, and armless!Angel is a perfect canvas for practicing one's make-up skills!)Consumed by jealousy, doll!Spike holed up with the cooking sherry and a cheap box of chocolates, and I allowed him to give vent to his unrestrained self-pity for a few days, no questions asked. Once he started drinking the Guerlain Aqua Allegoria that I got for Valentine's Day, however, all bets were off. I'm all for feeling one's feelings, but there comes a time when you have to quit wallowing in your pain and other's people's perfume and get back to work. I mean, really, do you think that this looks like a healthy response to rejection?
Come on, little feller. Have I got a job for you!
Ah, romance isn't dead yet. Thank heavens that doll!Spike was able to swallow his sadness and summon his inner professional! (Although, the more I look at him here, the more I have to ask myself, "Professional what?")
HAPPY BELATED VALENTINE'S DAY, LADIES! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MORGANA & PATTI! *big belated hugs* I hope that you both had the wonderful day that you so richly deserve. May the upcoming year be filled with creativity and good health. <333
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