life is so good.
I am curled up on the (folded-out) couch bed in my downstairs living room with 
seventhe and
goldmare, laughing so hard we've scared off the cats and writing and passing around a collaborative piece of absolute nonsense ridiculousness, and I am having such an amazingly good time. This is a perfect weekend and I am so delighted that we have it.
I have written 1500 words of four different fics, one of which is probably postable once I sober up.
(My husband is mostly tolerantly eye-rolly at our ridiculousness. Sometimes he comes down the stairs right in the middle of a particularly exceptional bit of inanity, looks at us, shakes his head, and gets a glass of water and goes on with things. It's OK. I expected that.)
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seventhe and
goldmare, laughing so hard we've scared off the cats and writing and passing around a collaborative piece of absolute nonsense ridiculousness, and I am having such an amazingly good time. This is a perfect weekend and I am so delighted that we have it.
I have written 1500 words of four different fics, one of which is probably postable once I sober up.
(My husband is mostly tolerantly eye-rolly at our ridiculousness. Sometimes he comes down the stairs right in the middle of a particularly exceptional bit of inanity, looks at us, shakes his head, and gets a glass of water and goes on with things. It's OK. I expected that.)
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comments.