*crawls from under a rock*
I had 2,5 weeks of pure HELL. All I did was WORK, WORK, WORK, 24/7, on weekends, 15 hours a day. Seriously, that was not fun at all, let’s not do this again.
But the horror of the situation isn’t even exhaustion, lack of sleep and my current HATE for anything remotely resembling my job description but that I READ MY LAST FANFIC ON THE MARCH THE 21st. Can you imagine? 16 days without a fix. I’m in a horrible withdrawal here.
So my plan goes like this: 15 hours of sleep, then non-stop marathon-ish reading. I need my slash fix, goddammit.
Oh, and I only need to skip something like 5000. Fraser, here I come! :)