I COULD BE DRINKING COFFEE IN BED RIGHT NOW! I've been in this godforsaken building *ten hours and nine minutes* and I swear, I'm starting to feel a kinship to the paint. It calls me Jenny and wants to date. The scary part is, this is the most action I've gotten in years. At least it's *interested*.
This ends my public oriented service announcment. NOW I sound like a proper civil service employee.
So, fannish something--hey! Someone write me Grimm fic. If I--no, don't laugh--I challenge for it, would anyone write it? Cause I am *so* in the place where Will and Jake are very pretty and make me happy. Bonus points for toad abuse and apocalypses.