So I spent like an hour cooking a really nice chicken-wok kinda meal, nice fresh veggies and a lot of slicin' and dicin' and so on. Enough for tomorrow, even. And then I sat down and ate it in, oh, about four minutes in front of The Simpsons... Yeah, see, this is why I need a kid. Eating alone just takes all the fun out of proper cooking
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And that is why I don't cook. Well, that and my laziness and the fact that I'm rubbish at it.
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Also 1. Why aren't you writing *me* fic? and 2. Why aren't you writing fic *with* me? I'm jealous.
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Also: I'd love to write fic with you but it has to be HPfic as that is all I know. Maybe we can write an HP/Oz xover? :-)
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That would be fucking awesome. If only!
Maybe we can write an HP/Oz xover?
Dude, what's the *real* story behind the prisoner of Azkaban, huh? I'm just saying - someone had to be someone's *bitch* in Azkaban. ;)
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