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[bironic]

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
My f-list is great;
I love all of you.

ETA: Yes, yes, fine, I appreciate you more than that dinky poem suggests. Here is a tritina, coerced inspired by purridot. Pure sap, but nevertheless true (and in pentameter!):


On LJ we can squee and share our love,
bonding with strangers who become our friends
to celebrate the things that bring us joy.

In fandom and beyond, through grief and joy
alike, we've come to laugh, support and love
each other -- although far apart -- as friends.

I don't know where I'd be without you, friends.
With luck, this Valentine conveys the joy
it is to have you in my life, to love.

My love to you, dear friends, who bring me joy.




I mean it. I don't always do a good job at keeping up with everyone, but you're in my thoughts, and you make my life better with your conversation and your art and your passion and your wit and your ... everything. You really do. ♥

I wish I were getting an MRI of my chest instead of my abdomen today, because then I could show you my heart and do little dotted lines showing which pieces you've stolen. :D

I hope those of you celebrating today have a wonderful time, and that those of you who hate the holiday with an unholy passion don't have too horrible a day. For the rest, happy Thursday!

Comments

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♥ ♥ ♥ Go flist love, go!

(And, I don't know, I liked the brevity of the first one~.)

May you vanquish the mighty MRI machine. :3

[bironic.livejournal.com]

\o/ <-- vanquishing gesture

(And, I don't know, I liked the brevity of the first one~.)

Alas! I'll never get those sixty minutes back, you know. :P

*sends a hug long-distance to you*

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\o/ <-- vanquishing gesture

\0/ *glad the evil MRI didn't turn you into a coughing/bloody/seizuring mess ala House s1 patients*

Alas! I'll never get those sixty minutes back, you know. :P

(Sixty minutes?!) I, I was never one for poetry? ;__; And your efforts were appreciated by others! *points*

*hugs back!*

[bironic.livejournal.com]

I am reeeeeally slow. :D And I am glad you liked the first one at least.

Nope, no MRI of doom! Just a lot of clicking and bleeping and humming and buzzing and directed breathing. Seizure- and bleed-free. Hee. Actually I find it quite relaxing. Nothing to do but lie there and breathe.