It is Friday and I am staring at something I wrote yesterday in some fit of hideously purple sap that is
making me blush to read. It's not even sexual. It's
five pages of fully-dressed cuddling.
And I still find it cute.*facepalm* I blame Friday for putting me in a sappy mood. It's embarrassing to coo at one's story.
(Yes,
chopchica, that one, but moreso. I suddenly realized it wasn't done.)
In other news--God, I wish I had other news. It has been a long week and I have to get ready to visit
svmadelyn next week and did I mention I'm bringing my soon-to-be-married friend V and they are going to
love each other at first meeting and break up with me and
I will have no friends?
I am totally calling it. Just so everyone knows.
2009-02-13 03:54 pm (UTC)
(And seriously, it's probably not as bad as you think.)
Also, I am rolling my eyes at you about the not having any friends thing. And if you lean closer? I'll whack you in the back of the head. Lovingly.
2009-02-13 03:56 pm (UTC)
No. It is :)
2009-02-13 04:09 pm (UTC)
2009-02-13 03:59 pm (UTC)
Trembling and manfully repressed tears.
*shocky*
2009-02-13 04:09 pm (UTC)
(Manfully repressed tears? Who are you? John Sheppard?)
2009-02-13 04:24 pm (UTC)
Ok, well, let me break you out of your fluffy mood. I too have a confession. I have, for basically the first time in my life, been inspired to write fanfic. It's not cuddly.
It's fanfic of your fanfic.
With drawings. Actually sketches, but I want to draw them out. But that will be work, and I probably won't do it unless I can post it, and I won't post it unless it's okay with you.
So email me? vito dot excalibur at gmail dot com.
2009-02-13 04:26 pm (UTC)