|Yeah, after a bottle of beer or two I'm pretty much|
This got me thinking: is it right that I download images from other sites at all? I mean, I know that the copyright issue is fraught to begin with when it comes to captioned images in general, let alone with the TG world, but there is a certain element of creativity in the caption that I think is very much owned by their creators. Quite apart from the moral implications of viewing such images (that isn't the same moral issue for everyone, by the way, just me at this point) and using them to, well, get myself going. It is one thing to do this very much in private, visiting other sites and posting comments now and again, and quite another, I feel, to post someone else's well-crafted caption here.
|Pretty much my reaction when I saw the stats that|
yesterday's post brought. Mind you, my last post before
that brought the highest level of views too.
|How I've been feeling, in amongst|
the massive exhaustion, about
life lately. I wish I could look
that good in that blouse.
Not that it's been all unremittingly awful, you understand, just really hard to cope with for someone who has grown somewhat fond of being generally lazy.
|Because Tilly like pink roses and I like buying|
However, despite the success of the gifts and the romance that even Tilly admitted was present, that was the end of it. We watched on separate chairs and she had her laptop from the beginning. I suggested sitting together and was shot down, politely but firmly, and that has been the way of things. I suppose I shouldn't complain, there have been a few more hugs initiated by Tilly over the last few days than normal, in that there are any hugs initiated by Tilly, and we are talking more. But the strain remains and there is still a gulf of distance to be crossed that I don't see being bridged any time soon.
|A look I wish I could pull|
Oh, I'm definitely back, aren't I, really long post of random information!
Right, so, something else. Terri has been posting some of the stories that have touched her in the past and so I thought I'd steal another idea and do the same. Tonight, I shall post about a favourite from a very long time ago, shorter than I remembered it, that really used to make me come back to keep reading over and over again. It wasn't my first story from fictionmania (where else?), as that appears to have completely disappeared (a slightly furry tale of a man being sent to work as a fox, yes you read that correctly, on a farm), and it isn't the best hypnosis story (which I shall post about another time) but it is one that may be of interest. Without further ado: Heart Shaped Box. Enjoy, or not. I do not believe that another part was ever added, which is a shame, I would have liked to see where the story went next. Something about the complexity forced on the central male, and the type of complexity, I've always found to be of interest. I have no idea why that should be the case, but perhaps I am not alone.