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skoosiepants) wrote2008-02-17 09:21 am
skoosiepants) wrote2008-02-17 09:21 am
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* J and I are dieting and I had some sort of breakdown yesterday and he made me a peanut butter sandwich and some milk. So now we are only dieting on the weekdays and eating sensibly on the weekends (he's making me pancakes right now!) and we're still going to the gym five days out of seven.
* I do have an actual soundtrack for Whether It's Wednesday to post at some point. Hopefully this week.
* I'm so behind on my flist. I'm kind of scared to even look.
* With the Teen Witch AU done, I've picked up Grandson of Supersaturation again! I'm only about 20 pages in, but I figure that's a lot for a fic that's basically about a bunch of them turning into fourteen year olds. I hesitate to say it has a plot, but there's some issues they all have to work out?
* I do have an actual soundtrack for Whether It's Wednesday to post at some point. Hopefully this week.
* I'm so behind on my flist. I'm kind of scared to even look.
* With the Teen Witch AU done, I've picked up Grandson of Supersaturation again! I'm only about 20 pages in, but I figure that's a lot for a fic that's basically about a bunch of them turning into fourteen year olds. I hesitate to say it has a plot, but there's some issues they all have to work out?
Butcher’s eyes widen in alarm. “Oh, shit. Shit, don’t cry, Billy, fuck.”
“I’m not going to cry, you fucker,” Bill says, but oh god, he’s tearing up, and he isn’t a pre-menstrual girl, Christ. He fucking hates puberty. And he fucking hates cursing, shit, it’s been his goal this month to clean up his mouth, and now Andy’s got him cursing again.
“Bills,” Butcher says, pulling him into his arms. He pats his back. The Butcher isn’t the best hugger around, but William makes allowances for his suppressive military background.
William sniffs, digs his chin into Andy’s shoulder. “I’m fine,” he says.
“Yeah, yeah, come on.” He maneuvers William into the room, door closing behind them. “Come on, I’m about ten minutes into the second season of Dawson’s Creek. We’ll just start over, okay?”
The Butcher is so very accommodating, William thinks, except when he’s spurning his perfectly awesome advances. William nods. “I would like that very much,” he says, and he’s absolutely sure Andy will let him snuggle, too.
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Dude, I have an entire GREAT-GRANDSON of Supersaturation planned out now. I'm going to possibly bring in the replicators! This stuff is never ending :)
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Okay, SO. Just so you know: I am having a very blue day for various reasons, and then I read this comment and I am BEAMING SO HARD. :D :D :D
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I may have written fourteen-yr-old Jon and Ryan lounging naked in bed today, too :) Although it's totally not as porny as that sounds (it's me, after all *g*)
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