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December 19th
Baked Christmas cake. Apparently, Mark likes licks.
I like licks, too. May have to wash hair now. The back of my neck feels sticky. Cake in oven, mixing bowl washed up and put away. Mark still likes licking. This will bear further investigation.
Found a Santa outfit in a goodwill store. Bought it. It’s in Harding’s size. Informed him that if he wore it I would gladly sit on his knee. Hmm. Perhaps I should have waited until he had finished his coffee before I told him.
Cake cooked, is cooling on the windowsill. Have started designing the icing. Benton wants turtles, for some reason. Diefenbaker wants wolves eating doughnuts. Mark wants hockey sticks. Will make a wolves versus turtles hockey match with a doughnut instead of the thingy they hit with the sticks.
Mark likes licking icing, too. Will need to wash hair again. Mark needs to be cleaned as well, and I want to save water...I do so love it when necessary and fun converge.
On other news, Maggie is here, and Mark is very limber. Those two facts are not related, I might add. Although it would be fun to watch if they were.
Oh. Those two facts are related. And it was fun to watch.
Me now! I have written 1900 words of genderfuck. Oh, fandom, what have you done to me? I used to be so clean! So shiny and uncorrupted! (Yeah, right.) But still, genfuck is fun! Especially Ray/Ray genfuck *g*. Oi,
lipstickcat, why not try making Turnbull into a girl, hmm? *sends tempting mindrays* *snuggles you*