tigersaint

ohhh, wonderful knowing you

I broke down and came back. I am hope to see your words again on dairyland... it has been a while.

Sweeeeeet Caroline "ba-da-da" good times never seemed so good.
I've been inclined "ba-da-da" to believe they never would. But now I -
(breath)
Look at the night
and it don't seem so lonely
we fill it up with only two.

And when I hurt
hurtin' runs off my shoulders
how can I hurt when holdin' you ?

And yet we sleep for about 25.

I believe in things which others tell me are silly.

you my pillow

...oops!look back
another prespective in another person
another of yours always happy to read

Well any bar in NYC is out then. So... It will have to be my place I guess.

I downloaded Show Respect to Michael Jackson--and you are so right. I was afraid of listening to his band for so long because I was worried I wouldn't like them, but they're quite catchy.

that was sad
sorry darlin
i am sad today

Nearly invisible marks which need to be stroked, kissed, and licked. Let a lover trace the remains of pain and leave moist trails.

i like twisted stufff my self...u have any other links or stuff i could look up?

Thanks...anytime u want to b.s. about anything just stop on by.

Your name hoarsely whispered, over and over, afterwards. Mmm, yes.

Quite important, I should think. Important indeed.

is there anything better then hearing the person you like most saying your name? especially when it's all so new.....mmmmmmmmmmm.

yes yes, arrived and consumed and look out in your box for the response, this week, weekend, or next monday depending on the coast travel times. it was a great one, and i can't give you enough gratitude except in that i return one to you.

Agent Stendec got off his seat and started marching towards the elevator- Level 4 he muttered as the doors closed. From all the people in the world, I had to save HER this is the LAST thing I need right now- shell go on and on about the cause, and call me a greedy, self centered fool like she always does as those thoughts crossed his mind, Stendec could not help noticing that his hands were performing the little tasks one makes to better ones appearance.

Level 4. the computers female voice announced.

Stendec stepped out and examined the small escape pod. He knocked 3 times, not knowing exactly why he did so. Yes?!? The familiar voice, carrying with it a fair amount of impatience, sounded muffled from within the small vessel.
Can you come out?
The door is stuck there was a small pause followed by a somewhat painful resignation- Ill need your help
A tiny smile appeared on Stendecs face.
Ok- hang on Stendec turned his gaze to his tool rack in the corner- there was a small but powerful blowtorch, a robotic auxiliary arm-enhancer, an electronic lock scrambler no- this will require something a little more powerful.

Inside the pod a movement was felt- the small metallic sphere rose from the ground, and began to shake violently. WAIT! shouted the muffled voice from within WAIT! The hatch is pointing dowaaaAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

From his seat at the tall forklift, Stendec watched as the pods hatch swung on its hinges, causing the person inside to drop down from 15 feet into a large pile of soft little Styrofoam cubes- leftovers from his latest smuggling expedition of ancient Wovani glasswork. Content with his little joke, Stendec began descending down a small ladder. He circled the forklift, and approached the open container. You can come out now
There was no answer.
Come on, I dont have all day-Well come out of hyperspace in an hour- I need to brief you on the details. Silence.
Tiger?
A terrible thought crossed his mind- she may have hit her head on the containers edge Tiger! Stendec jumped in and started rummaging through the containers contents- there was nothing there. What the..? Stendec did not get a chance to finish his sentence- the container was up in the air, held tightly between the forklifts clamps. He lifted his head from the foam to see HER sitting high above ground- the vehicle controls in her hands. that sneaky cat! He forgot how good she was at what she did- guerilla tactics were based mostly on sneaking OK- you got me, he said with a laugh- you can let me down now!
Her reply wasnt the one he was hoping for- In a minute- when Im done.
The forklift started spinning on its own axel, slowly at first and gaining speed with each circle. Stendecs eyes started to water- Tiger! Stop this at once All he could hear was her rolling laughter. He started to feel sick.
I am still captain of this ship! That didnt make her too happy, as was evident by the added element of up and down to the almost tolerable round and round.
OK- YOU WIN, IM SORRY!!!
apparently, that was the correct answer- the large box dropped to the floor. A stumbling Stendec rolled out of it and dropped to the floor. He remained there, lying on his back, listening to her footsteps drawing near.
Nice to see you again. She extended her hand and helped him up with a single strong motion.
Nice to see you too... He tried to focus his eyes- her image slowly coming to a halt. Small, fair in complexion, with two interesting birth marks on her nose- The Tiger Marks that were legendary by now. Her piercing green eyes seemed to stare right through him- they were the only indication that this delicate creature was a famed General.
She was wearing the usual rebels camouflage rags- sewn and mended so many times, to the point that Stendec found it hard to tell the patches from the original garment.
On her utility belt was her only visible weapon- a large hunting knife. It was long, white and had no hand guard on its handle.
Youre carrying a Kris knife. He said, trying to hide his own surprise.
I suppose I am. She said plainly.
Stendec knew what it took to earn one of those. So you actually
Yes I did.
She turned around and started marching towards the elevator. You said something about a briefing?
Stendec remained standing and watched her as she walked away. This is going to be a long mission

Remind me please not to read your journal during work hours...

*gulp*