Yeah I thought about that after I posted it. Whoops. Man, I think it's the schmoopy Valentine's story bcuz holy shiat everything else I've written today is freaking tear jerky.
It's total balance. I think it's the ONLY way I got big chunks of three stories done today because I was like gah this is so sugary let me make them sad.
Ooo, three chunks? GEE! Nice job! Haha, if that's how it works, maybe you should write sugary more often!
...also, hold me. Because I think my fanfiction self, or some version of it, somewhere, some how, just had sex with Murdock. *dies a little, or, ok, a lot.
OMG I'm laughing so hard E was upstairs and was like WTF are you doing!? Then I tried to explain and she was like, "nevermind". I seriously had to control myself when I saw how sick you were from telling you to just get some strength and go over there becuz it'd be a MIRACLE CURE. Lol
I think I've reread it a billion times. I just want to curl up and hold it forever. This might be obsession. Doesn't matter. If there was any lingering sick, it is soooo so gone! *flails around for a reply!*
Hahahaha back in the day when I would go to slumber parties where people wanted to STAY UP ALL NIGHT!!! I'd be falling asleep and be all, "I'm just resting my eyes, just resting my eyes." It's a lot like that. ;P
So I'm on the Google... as I always am. And I'm looking to see if I can find pix from Family Reunion because honestly I don't even wanna screencap that heartache. And then BAM this pops up. Now I've seen variations of this photo but good googly moogly, hot damn. Plus, the regular image is GIGANTIC. Like I can pull it up on my screen and can TOTALLY make out with it... if that was the SORT OF THING I did.
This is why widescreen monitors exist. So that this can happen. This huge picture and my huge eyes. Also, if you mean SORT OF THING as in DOING RIGHT NOW, then you really are Stiney. xD
I will neither confirm nor DENY that my screen is covered in slobber and my cats are judging me so hard right now.
BTW, I'm over at Huffington Post... because when I'm not trolling the intertubes for hot assed pictures of Sharlto Copley I'm catching up on the politics and I found this picture. I thought of you because it was titled
BEST DAY EVER
And I'm pretty sure your expression is probably totally close to this right now.
Oh yeah. Totally like that. Absolutely freakin' tootly like that. It's pretty much a direct photo of my face. Except without the suit. And, you know, boobs. Funny what Photoshop can do these days!
Hahahaha the internet ALWAYS foils my productivity. Like today. I didn't do the office AT ALL. I wrote, traveled around the series of tubes and never got out of my pjs.
I know!!! Right??? Holy lord, Internet, as fun as you are, you are very distracting. Like Murdock. xD Also, I'm insanely jealous of your PJ status all day.
It is so so distracting. But you know what? Sometimes when you're on the internets you find stuff like this that causes 3 pages to quick morph into 6 on my FR story even when it's almost 3 in the morning. Especially since the way I'm going I could have it done in a day or two. :)
I'm not gonna lie, it's the greatest thing I've EVER experienced, laying around in my pjs working but I really really need to stop being such a freaking lazy slug. Lol.
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Date: 2012-02-08 04:45 am (UTC)From:Man, I think it's the schmoopy Valentine's story bcuz holy shiat everything else I've written today is freaking tear jerky.
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Date: 2012-02-08 04:51 am (UTC)From:You write shmoop, then you have to write angst. I feel like that's how the universe works! *angst angst angst!*
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Date: 2012-02-08 04:59 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-02-08 05:03 am (UTC)From:...also, hold me. Because I think my fanfiction self, or some version of it, somewhere, some how, just had sex with Murdock. *dies a little, or, ok, a lot.
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Date: 2012-02-08 05:06 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-02-08 05:12 am (UTC)From:*might be bright red*
*might be grinning like an idiot*
*might need a life*
*week. fucking. made.*
BRB, need to go take a cold shower...
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Date: 2012-02-08 05:33 am (UTC)From:I can handle that.
Or, well I can't since I'm dying.
But still.
Dyyyyyyyyyying.
I can't even make an adequate response right now, it's that bad. xD
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Date: 2012-02-08 05:35 am (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2012-02-08 05:48 am (UTC)From:Haha, I don't know, but even four seconds is worth it! *right, another shower, yeeees....*
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Date: 2012-02-08 05:52 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-02-08 06:05 am (UTC)From:And then BAM this pops up. Now I've seen variations of this photo but good googly moogly, hot damn. Plus, the regular image is GIGANTIC. Like I can pull it up on my screen and can TOTALLY make out with it... if that was the SORT OF THING I did.
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Date: 2012-02-08 06:22 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-02-08 06:28 am (UTC)From:BTW, I'm over at Huffington Post... because when I'm not trolling the intertubes for hot assed pictures of Sharlto Copley I'm catching up on the politics and I found this picture. I thought of you because it was titled
BEST DAY EVER
And I'm pretty sure your expression is probably totally close to this right now.
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Date: 2012-02-08 07:37 am (UTC)From:I'm not gonna lie, it's the greatest thing I've EVER experienced, laying around in my pjs working but I really really need to stop being such a freaking lazy slug. Lol.
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