Dear god, I love my office. There's a meeting going on in the big conference room, and there are snacks laid out on the counter in the kitchen on that side. I had to walk past the snacks to get to the fridge with the apple juice, and I couldn't help noticing The Cheese Tray. Oh. My. GOD. There were no cubes o' cheese-like mystery substance from ( Read more... )

Dearest fleur,

I have found Clark icons. Behold the glory. Feel free to steal, as I actually got them for you rather than for myself. I don't need Clark. I have Lex. Lex! Oh, dear god, Lex! Mmmmm.

Not that I'd kick Clark out of bed if he found his way there, of course. Because, well, yeah.

So.


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