Surly girly.
Dude. Thank god they are few and far between, because I really can't handle fic that deals with infertility. Not because it hits too close to home, but because after five years of dealing with it myself, and three years of treatment, I know far too much about the process to not read these stories and go, "What? WHAT? NO. That's... NO. OMG. You... It's.... Seriously, you... REPRODUCTIVE BIOLOGY DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY. OMFG. DID YOU HAVE HIM SAY 'WHY DON'T YOU JUST ADOPT?' YOU DID. OMGWTFARGHSMASH."
Seriously, even incorrect use of carbon dating doesn't froth me quite the same way, and that's saying something.
Speaking of frothing, it's Art Fair and its up to 500,000 attendees this week. Which sounds like a fun, four day event, until you have to work right in the middle of it for thirteen years. After that, the only enjoyment you get out of it is the bad food at the food court and Art Fair Bingo.
Seriously, even incorrect use of carbon dating doesn't froth me quite the same way, and that's saying something.
Speaking of frothing, it's Art Fair and its up to 500,000 attendees this week. Which sounds like a fun, four day event, until you have to work right in the middle of it for thirteen years. After that, the only enjoyment you get out of it is the bad food at the food court and Art Fair Bingo.