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Nov. 11th, 2007 11:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
acquiescenceSooooo this weekend has been so nice, I had this Saturday off which was beautiful. So I got to spend the day cleaning and just hanging out around the house watching tv and stuff. And then I worked a short day today which was really nice - actually they asked if I could stay until 7 tonight but I shot that down but I stayed an extra 15 minutes to help out.
And after work I did a little shopping for myself, which was so nice since it's been forever since I've gotten to do that - So I got this pretty new purse which I am completely in love with, and a heating pad which my back in completely in love with.
And after all that it was home for a while before I went over to friend's house for dinner and the watching of HP:PS. It was lovely and so sad now that you know how things are gonna end up and just made me wibbly a bit but it was still so good.
So all in all this weekend was pretty bosonova, so much in fact that I skipped my drabbles for the last 2 nights, but I'm writing 3 tonight to make up for it lol. So on to the first one.
We've been watching The Office alot recently so I wanted to do a little Jim/Pam thingie so that's number 1.
Pam looks up from her desk to get Jim to come over to her desk with a small shake of her head, but stops before she does anything when she remembers that Michael is sitting at Jim's desk today.
She frowns and looks across the office toward the back to see if maybe she can catch a glimpse of him, but she can't see him. Instead she picks up her phone to leave him a message - that's practically the same thing.
She finds herself leaving him several messages through out the day, when she has a fun idea for something to keep them busy, but they can't do it because Michael is still sitting there at Jim's desk.
It really shouldn't be so depressing to look up and see Michael sitting there, and yet it really is. Jim is supposed to be sitting there, so they can for their next plan for bothering Dwight, she's supposed to be able to look up at him and roll her eyes when she gets an annoying call, she's supposed to be able to just stare at him when she's so bored that she thinks she might fall asleep.
But all of that is put on hold for the day, and she has to wait until Michael can get back into his office, and Jim will be back in his proper place.
and next because I have a sucky job sometimes my mind drifts and we get things like this - and since I live in Texas this is totally and completely possible, lol.
"Oh fuck." Jared bit his lip and leaned back against the wall of the dressing room. "Jen come on." He panted pushing a hand through Jensen's hair and thrusting his hips forward into the warm wet heat of his mouth.
Jensen just smirked wickedly around Jared's cock, sucking in slow lazy pulls up and down his shaft. They'd just been shirt shopping, and well - Jared asked Jensen to see how the shirt looked on him in the dressing room and suddenly Jensen was on his knees, his lips stretched wide around Jared's cock. Just like he'd planned.
Soon the heat of Jensen's mouth was too much for Jared and he came in sharp whimpering gasps, not bothering to keep quiet as he filled his mouth. They took a few minutes to straighten themselves out before they stepped out of the dressing room together carrying the shirt Jared had picked out up to the register.
"Did you find everything alright?" The girl at the counter looked up at Jared from across the counter as she rang up his purchase, Jensen was leaning against the counter a smirk playing across his lips - still swollen and pink - and Jared stuttered a quick yes and thank you before he took the bag from the girl and pulled Jensen out of the store.
and finally the third of the night, from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
continentalops prompt of leaves changing color. I decided to go with the firefly verse for this one.
She loved the way the leaves floated to the ground. In slow swooping arcs and swift dancing spirals. They slipped off the trees easily, as if eager for their turn in the dance in which they'd all take place as the seasons changed.
She liked to twirl and leap around as they fell around her, joining in their yearly dance. She missed that now as they floated silently through space.
There was only the whirling of the engines and the tink tink tink of a leak somewhere down in the cargo bay. She loved the ship, it had become her home after Simon had brought her on board all those months ago.
But she missed her home world, she missed the feeling of solid earth beneath her feet, she missed the smell of the changing wind, she missed the leaves as they fell to the ground in shades of gold and red.
and that's all for tonight folks :)
And after work I did a little shopping for myself, which was so nice since it's been forever since I've gotten to do that - So I got this pretty new purse which I am completely in love with, and a heating pad which my back in completely in love with.
And after all that it was home for a while before I went over to friend's house for dinner and the watching of HP:PS. It was lovely and so sad now that you know how things are gonna end up and just made me wibbly a bit but it was still so good.
So all in all this weekend was pretty bosonova, so much in fact that I skipped my drabbles for the last 2 nights, but I'm writing 3 tonight to make up for it lol. So on to the first one.
We've been watching The Office alot recently so I wanted to do a little Jim/Pam thingie so that's number 1.
Pam looks up from her desk to get Jim to come over to her desk with a small shake of her head, but stops before she does anything when she remembers that Michael is sitting at Jim's desk today.
She frowns and looks across the office toward the back to see if maybe she can catch a glimpse of him, but she can't see him. Instead she picks up her phone to leave him a message - that's practically the same thing.
She finds herself leaving him several messages through out the day, when she has a fun idea for something to keep them busy, but they can't do it because Michael is still sitting there at Jim's desk.
It really shouldn't be so depressing to look up and see Michael sitting there, and yet it really is. Jim is supposed to be sitting there, so they can for their next plan for bothering Dwight, she's supposed to be able to look up at him and roll her eyes when she gets an annoying call, she's supposed to be able to just stare at him when she's so bored that she thinks she might fall asleep.
But all of that is put on hold for the day, and she has to wait until Michael can get back into his office, and Jim will be back in his proper place.
and next because I have a sucky job sometimes my mind drifts and we get things like this - and since I live in Texas this is totally and completely possible, lol.
"Oh fuck." Jared bit his lip and leaned back against the wall of the dressing room. "Jen come on." He panted pushing a hand through Jensen's hair and thrusting his hips forward into the warm wet heat of his mouth.
Jensen just smirked wickedly around Jared's cock, sucking in slow lazy pulls up and down his shaft. They'd just been shirt shopping, and well - Jared asked Jensen to see how the shirt looked on him in the dressing room and suddenly Jensen was on his knees, his lips stretched wide around Jared's cock. Just like he'd planned.
Soon the heat of Jensen's mouth was too much for Jared and he came in sharp whimpering gasps, not bothering to keep quiet as he filled his mouth. They took a few minutes to straighten themselves out before they stepped out of the dressing room together carrying the shirt Jared had picked out up to the register.
"Did you find everything alright?" The girl at the counter looked up at Jared from across the counter as she rang up his purchase, Jensen was leaning against the counter a smirk playing across his lips - still swollen and pink - and Jared stuttered a quick yes and thank you before he took the bag from the girl and pulled Jensen out of the store.
and finally the third of the night, from
continentalops prompt of leaves changing color. I decided to go with the firefly verse for this one.She loved the way the leaves floated to the ground. In slow swooping arcs and swift dancing spirals. They slipped off the trees easily, as if eager for their turn in the dance in which they'd all take place as the seasons changed.
She liked to twirl and leap around as they fell around her, joining in their yearly dance. She missed that now as they floated silently through space.
There was only the whirling of the engines and the tink tink tink of a leak somewhere down in the cargo bay. She loved the ship, it had become her home after Simon had brought her on board all those months ago.
But she missed her home world, she missed the feeling of solid earth beneath her feet, she missed the smell of the changing wind, she missed the leaves as they fell to the ground in shades of gold and red.
and that's all for tonight folks :)