God, it's too hot - I am dying. Right now it is 38°C. I used to know how to convert that into °F for all you people living in backwards-land, but then, I used to have a brain that wasn't liquid. My plan of attack. Print out a selection of fics. Run cool bath. Lie in cool bath, hope some brain functioning returns which allows me to read said fic. Or
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but that's no secret.
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still no cheese icon! *pouts*
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nom nom nom.
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hey, did you read what i linked you to. the fic? also did you read doodle's one? to be found here. YOU SHOULD! yes, sir.
hey, so, speaking of fics - i was reading my unfinished SPN fic and I'm all OH NOES! WOE! you (meaning, me) can't end it there! but i don't know how i originally intended it to be finished! Dean's all angsty and in the impala and sam's just left! WHAT AM I MEANT TO DO????????!!!! *bawls* POOR DEAN!
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yes! nesting box! awesome! speaking of, i believe you've been offered a virgin sacrifice.
fic. fic fic fic. let me see...
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wait, WHAT? a virgin sacrifice - who what where now???!!?!?!?
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MMM, STICK YOUR BIG KNIFE IN MY GOOEY CHEESE.
*bleaches brain*
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I see now! *feels worried/responsible/loved*
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see you tomorrow for KNIFE AND CHEESE action. caps intended this time round.
mmm, luckwarm! like lucksmiths! see, if you pick on MY spaling, i'll pick on yors!!!
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i iz goin 2 bed nao... but i iz worried about doodle. :`(
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sleep well, m'dear. sleeping is a good cure for angst. and drunkenness.
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