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Jan. 2nd, 2004 06:49 pmWhy, oh why did no one tell me about sadbhyl's fic before? Especially the WIP Spuffy AU "More than Strangers"? It's Wonderful! I want to gobble it up with a spoon. Also? It's total smut. Sex, sex, sex. It's all good. Go forth and read and send her feedback so she updates quick like a bunny! Do it! Now!
I almost got a kitten today. That is to say, I found a kitten and I was going to keep it if no one claimed it. It was wee-ish and gray and black and stripy and such sweet love. I found him roaming about on the street and he was too friendly and trusting to be a stray, so I took him to the pizza parlor that had its doors open and asked if he belonged to them. He did. And not as an ingredient, in case you were wondering. I was so bummed! I already had a name picked out. Frederick. Or, if he was a she, Persephone. Then I would call her Seffy. Or call him Freddie. But, alas, it was not meant to be.
Yesterday: lethargy. Today: productivity slowly segueing into lethargy. But I did laundry and changed my sheets and bought a new mouse when my old one randomly died. And I picked up my dry cleaning and I got pad Thai and a slice of Oreo cheesecake (not productive, per se, but satisfying). I also went to the post office to send out my sisters birthday present (she won't get it 'til Monday, but I am okay with that), bought 15 6*9 inch mailing envelopes so I am set when I start sending out burned CD's (when that will be is anyone's guess). Then settled in for massive sadbhyl fic reading. It's all good.
Finally, I commented about irony the other day in my 13 things post, and wanted to elaborate and finally got up the energy to do so. So, without further ado, ( AngelChicken's gripe with irony )
And now, back to the lethargy.
I almost got a kitten today. That is to say, I found a kitten and I was going to keep it if no one claimed it. It was wee-ish and gray and black and stripy and such sweet love. I found him roaming about on the street and he was too friendly and trusting to be a stray, so I took him to the pizza parlor that had its doors open and asked if he belonged to them. He did. And not as an ingredient, in case you were wondering. I was so bummed! I already had a name picked out. Frederick. Or, if he was a she, Persephone. Then I would call her Seffy. Or call him Freddie. But, alas, it was not meant to be.
Yesterday: lethargy. Today: productivity slowly segueing into lethargy. But I did laundry and changed my sheets and bought a new mouse when my old one randomly died. And I picked up my dry cleaning and I got pad Thai and a slice of Oreo cheesecake (not productive, per se, but satisfying). I also went to the post office to send out my sisters birthday present (she won't get it 'til Monday, but I am okay with that), bought 15 6*9 inch mailing envelopes so I am set when I start sending out burned CD's (when that will be is anyone's guess). Then settled in for massive sadbhyl fic reading. It's all good.
Finally, I commented about irony the other day in my 13 things post, and wanted to elaborate and finally got up the energy to do so. So, without further ado, ( AngelChicken's gripe with irony )
And now, back to the lethargy.