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PS. Bright Lights (The Kind You Like to Flaunt), by raphaela667 has just become one of my favourite big bangs and all you fuckers should have read it like, YESTERDAY. If you love J2 and schmoop and achy angst and WONDERFULNESS, then you should probably GET OVER THERE NOW.
So on the one hand, I suck and failed to write anything yesterday. In my defence, I just wasn't in a writing kind of mood, and if I force myself to do things I end up FILLED WITH BURNING HATE, which is no fun for anyone.
But on the other hand, my old laptop is up and running and making its strangely comforting whirry noises once more. WHICH MEANS I can use my tablet again. Which, omg, it's been so long. I could barely hold the pen at first, but practice etc etc.
Here's a young Dean looking vaguely sceptical re your face.
So on the one hand, I suck and failed to write anything yesterday. In my defence, I just wasn't in a writing kind of mood, and if I force myself to do things I end up FILLED WITH BURNING HATE, which is no fun for anyone.
But on the other hand, my old laptop is up and running and making its strangely comforting whirry noises once more. WHICH MEANS I can use my tablet again. Which, omg, it's been so long. I could barely hold the pen at first, but practice etc etc.
Here's a young Dean looking vaguely sceptical re your face.