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So, I'm in a funk right now. Almost done with QAF, and back to loving
it (not so much angst, and Justin is back to being Sunshine). It just
seems like my brain is melting.
Yesterday at work, some guys were making some jokes pertaining to gay sex to embarrass me (did I mention I come off as a good girl?) and then explaining the shit to me when I didn't say anything. I smiled in my blushing-Deacon's-daughter kind of way, not, as they thought, because of the subject matter, but because they didn't even suspect that I got it the first time. Nobody ever suspects the Hufflepuff. Hell, I probably could have educated them a bit more, because these particular co-workers are extremely straight and it was obvious they only had the vaguest ideas of the mechanics.
I might need to go out and read some Het, just to keep balance in my universe...
No, maybe not. Het is the last resort.
Yesterday at work, some guys were making some jokes pertaining to gay sex to embarrass me (did I mention I come off as a good girl?) and then explaining the shit to me when I didn't say anything. I smiled in my blushing-Deacon's-daughter kind of way, not, as they thought, because of the subject matter, but because they didn't even suspect that I got it the first time. Nobody ever suspects the Hufflepuff. Hell, I probably could have educated them a bit more, because these particular co-workers are extremely straight and it was obvious they only had the vaguest ideas of the mechanics.
I might need to go out and read some Het, just to keep balance in my universe...
No, maybe not. Het is the last resort.