Partial GIP. *points at it, squishes
miakun. Tim's so serious, it's great. He will make that soup and she'll like it, dammit.
Anyhow. My weekend was really nice, I got to hang out with my chick-a-dees and we ended up making a world-of-sorts to write in and having new things to write in and new characters to write with is always a lot of insane fun. Or insane. Both!
Fantasy ahoy!
I totally need to check up on my flist, I have like, twelve open tabs of things that need to get read or posts to reply to or just . . . lotsa stuff. I also need to finish up the Bruce/Dick I've written and send it off to my lovely, creepy-brained beta. Yeah, that's all.