Seperis (seperis) wrote,

right, yes, done

Took my uterus home, stop. Hiding in bed, stop. Heating pad and a quarter pound of solid milk chocolate, stop. If anyone wants me, will be reading the most goofy, adorable, romantic fic I can find, stop. Do not send search parties, stop. Those who find me will be shot on sight.

No stop there.

I wonder if the Ancients had these kinds of problems. If you think about the Wraith as a result of a really bad set of cramps and homicidal tendencies toward the galaxy, they suddenly make an amazing amount of sense.

Maybe the Ancients did not have chocolate?
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