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This is a love letter, of sorts sportfic December 13 2006, 07:34:41 UTC
Oh. My. God.

It is now 5.30 (well, it was when I started writing this) in Sweden and I haven’t slept a single minute the entire night. Things are certainly getting a tad foggy I’ll admit but I have just finished watching The Queen and it was so lovely and British that I could positively burst. Any movie in which the queen of England has a line that reads “Buggerit” will always be more than alright in my book. Come Friday I have the final test of the term and all I really should be up to right now is study, sleep and then study some more but I never did know how to stay away from this blasted machine and in stead I am sitting here gawking at what will surely turn out to be a masterpiece. I feel kind of humbled to put it mildly. Could be the insomnia making me delirious but if I ever had made any plans to produce a first-born you two would surely have been promised to posses that child in an instant. I used to think RPS was the only fandom in which you could never find something decent to read. Figures it turns out to be the fandom ( ... )

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i believe you have rendered me rather dead niche December 13 2006, 10:40:15 UTC
masterpiece! augh, my heart burns with the pressure, because, as you know, only one part's been posted and it was susan's (hence = masterpiece), but this comment steeped me something crazy in a form of happiness, so thank you very much. ♥ i love the fact that you are taking geography and that you are awake at half past five in the morning, and the chernobyl/911 parallels you drew. i surely do wish i could be academically coherent about that subject, but alas, academic coherence doesn't lend itself to my nature. just, thank you so much, and a very happy birthday to your cat.

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glassbomb December 13 2006, 18:54:16 UTC
i'm so in love with you both right now.

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