Well. It's raining. And I know that now is when all of you who live in parts of the world where they have actual climactic variation fall over laughing, but the thing is, we here in Los Angeles are not accustomed to precipitation, or indeed weather of any kind. Our freeways aren't accustomed to it, and end up covered in mud and (this is true)
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Atlanta seems to have the same reaction to weather. Well, minus the squid.
because when I think comfort, I think about Mounties and Chicago cops engaging in sodomy.Hee.
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Dammit, my geographical stereotypes are shattered again.
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For the record, though, it is not my fault. It is fanofall's fault; she mercilessly pimped me into the fandom, and I do mean mercilessly - she was like a Pit Bull with DVDs - and forced me to convert to the religion we know as Sports Nightism. Blame her. I'm as much a victim as you are.
(But, oh, you will like it here in SN land. We are shiny happy people, and we have snark and slash and then more snark. Also, the fic is excellent.)
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And as others have mentioned, I am now reading Sports Night, so thank you, O Bearer of Bountiful Recs!
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[Sorry. It's my very favorite fandom, and so I get so excited when others start to read it.]
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I am now reading Sports Night, so thank you, O Bearer of Bountiful Recs!
And there is MUCH rejoicing, because I am doing my part to bring others into the light and love and wonder that is Sports Night!
I feel that my good deeds have been done for the week.
Which is good, 'cause now I'm going back to bed. Assuming it hasn't, you know, floated away on rising floodwaters or something.
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I am indeed seeing the light and love and wonder that is Sports Night, and loving it quite muchly. And now I think I shall go a-hunting for some fics myself. *dons safari hat*
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