Untitled #3.

[my_croft]

So I'm back home.

You wouldn't guess how sitting around for 40 hours can exhaust a person, but it does.
And when one's about to crash in bed, what do they find? Ant-hill in the kitchen, built on old potatoes, and 270, I repeat, 270 messages in their inbox. And it's not like anyone was writing me. But oh, you'd know, wouldn't you?
So now, I'm pretty

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[lass_sirene]

Fandom is fucking burning right now, I'd say you've got diddly shit of a chance of fandom wank not exploding all over you right now. They have all regressed.

[my_croft]

I don't care whose arse is on fire. They better not try me today.

[lass_sirene]

AH, holy shit. I'm sorry if that didn't come across very well, but I was just being bitter. After a nap, some strong tea, and some DW with the bf, I am in a much better place to deal with all this wank.

[my_croft]

Have you even seen the comments below?
Take your time, darling. Tea always helps. I kind of wish I had made a cup myself right now.

[lass_sirene]

Oh, ouch. I have now. Everything is going crazy, isn't it?

Why don't you make yourself a cuppa. I'm sure nothing will explode *too* badly in the few minutes you'd be gone.

[my_croft]

Pretty much.

Haha, I might take your word for it. *is gone to the kitchen*