Oh hai, ladies and gents!
I'm taking a break. I think. I dunno. I have these urges and then they're gone with the first judicious application of beer. But you never know. Maybe it'll stick. I'll be aboot. I guess. Whatevs. Tired. Sat down and wrote eight pages of Jack/Lisa/Ianto/Gwen/Rhys domestic polyamory UNTIL 5 AM. THAT WAS NOT ON ANY OF MY LISTS. It's like To Let-- I did that in four days. I just sit down and in thirty minutes I have five pages. It's insane.
ANYWAY, I HAVE OBLIGATIONS, PEOPLES.
Talk amongst yourselves. I shall give you topics:
1. Cicely, Alaska was founded by free-thinking lesbians. Discuss.
2. How do you know when it's time to tune bagpipes?
3. If a tree falls in the forest, and it lands on a mime, does anyone care?
4. WHERE ARE MY PANTS?
ANYWAY, I HAVE OBLIGATIONS, PEOPLES.
Talk amongst yourselves. I shall give you topics:
1. Cicely, Alaska was founded by free-thinking lesbians. Discuss.
2. How do you know when it's time to tune bagpipes?
3. If a tree falls in the forest, and it lands on a mime, does anyone care?
4. WHERE ARE MY PANTS?