If you really want to subject yourself to my stories then knock yourself out there are many doozies. Many. MANY. It is what it is, I suppose. Have fun.

P.S. I really am the laziest person on the planet so the transplanting of fic from this journal to enfantefatale. is woefully behind. You can also see some of my fic on my AO3 account.

One Direction

( don't ask )

So, since many on my f-list have already written pretty much everything I feel about this episode, this post isn't going to be particularly... thorough? Or lucid.

Disclaimer for this post:
1. I ain't never claimed I was smart
2. I ain't never claimed I was not addled.
3. Yeah, that's it. That's all I got.

( we gonna party like it's your birthday )