Point Resolve
Jan. 1st, 2004 01:44 am::Prodded by various implements: blaster barrels, revolver barrels, lightsaber hilts, phasers, a medical tricorder and a penguin wing, Angel totters out to the brink of Point Resolve::
Oh gad, can't we get a lower Point next year? You know I'm acrophobic.
::she turns back, only to find the lightsabers have been activated, and Opus is looking decidedly testy::
All right! For 2004, I resolve to work harder, write more (at least 12 stories), finish my Christmas Afghan, make an afghan for the MidSouth Fair, teach Bunny to quilt and Obi and Jonner to cook.
::Opus glares::
And try to get my weight under 200 lbs.
No Guarantees, but I will make the effort!
::The Boys all hug her and ship her off to bed, with promises of much inspiration.::
Oh gad, can't we get a lower Point next year? You know I'm acrophobic.
::she turns back, only to find the lightsabers have been activated, and Opus is looking decidedly testy::
All right! For 2004, I resolve to work harder, write more (at least 12 stories), finish my Christmas Afghan, make an afghan for the MidSouth Fair, teach Bunny to quilt and Obi and Jonner to cook.
::Opus glares::
And try to get my weight under 200 lbs.
No Guarantees, but I will make the effort!
::The Boys all hug her and ship her off to bed, with promises of much inspiration.::