Nipple Fencing.
I have another shinycool new friend. :D Her name is poftd, and I'm trying to subliminally convert her into an FFVII fangirl using the power of vibrations from my AC-centric LJ entries - of which there have been many, lately. It's almost disconcerting to be a fan of anything after years and years of being in the Just Not Giving That Much of a Damn camp. Still not contributing remotely to the fandom, however. This fic needs to learn to finish itself. 5,500 words and I still can't see a bloody end to it, let alone one with a point.
... ::rubs Shammon for good luck::.
I really don't want to go today. I've enjoyed being off this week, and it's cold. It's really cold. It's cut-you-with-my-nipple cold.
... Maybe not. Nipple warfare is a little more Canada than Cornwall.
... ::rubs Shammon for good luck::.
I really don't want to go today. I've enjoyed being off this week, and it's cold. It's really cold. It's cut-you-with-my-nipple cold.
... Maybe not. Nipple warfare is a little more Canada than Cornwall.