So, today I went to work even though I felt like crap. Then I came home to a quiet, dark house and decided to take an ill-advised nap. I woke up an hour later feeling ravenous, cranky, out of sorts, and gross, but I wanted to write something and I knew I couldn't focus on my big bang. None of the pictures on my flist were particularly inspiring
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I'm glad it warranted a giant victory arms. (Or Paul Gross arms, depending on what fandom circles you run in. And you probably run in (ran in?) the Paul Gross one, come to think of it. Oh god, now I'm imagining a giant Paul Gross. This was a huge mistake. I need to end this sentence.)
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