inside a dog it's too dark to read

[loneraven]

Today, the internet have been talking about their hobbies. At least, my bit of the internet have - they've been talking about stuff they knit, crochet and sew, the hand-made cards they're hoping to do for Christmas, the astonishing cakes they can bake. I was thinking omg, I wish I had a hobby. (I'm even wearing a necklace my partner's mother made

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[tau_sigma]

You know, I was just thinking the other day how much I love that fic you wrote me for my birthday one year. The Doctor has still not turned up, but I have faith that, one day, he will. *g*

So yes, you can make things for people. Harder, though, to write things for people, than many other things.

I have recently started trying to make glass painting things for people, but a) I'm not great, and hate to give someone something that isn't perfect, and b) I get flaily about giving people presents that have obviously cost a decent amount of time/money in case they hate it. *sigh*

[loneraven]

Wow, really? I had no idea you could paint on glass! Colour me impressed. (No pun intended, ohgod.)

And, hee, I am (still) very glad you liked that. I remember greatly enjoying writing it.

[speccygeekgrrl]

This is just my favorite part of an all-over brilliant story. Commentary plz?

Captain Kirk was walking down a corridor heading away from sickbay, and Doctor McCoy was shouting after him, and that was normal. Nyota held back, nevertheless; it seemed polite to wait till they'd quieted down before going through to the turbolift