Well, this is what you get when you don't look at your flist for two weeks.
A REALLY LONG FLIST.
I feel the need to cry, "It's not my fault!" But it is. It really, really is.
To cut a long story short, I spent the first week computer-less in Cornwall, and the second week ... reading fanfiction. Really, really stupid.
But how was I to know that Of
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