Great, now I'm all hungry. Some nights the microwaveable Marks & Spencer ravioli just doesn't cut it, you know? *nibbles a biscuit*
Mind if I friend you? I don't know that many people Dublinward who are even vaguely fannish, so you're increasing my sample by about fifty percent all by your onesies.
Vice versa! 'Twould be excellent. And I'm glad you like my fic--thank you!
*friends you back*
So whereabouts around here are you from? I'll admit to having been very timid so far--I haven't strayed much from the area just around TCD. Is there someplace particularly worth venturing?
Also, I had a dream a few nights ago where Rodney was handcuffed to a fridge and John was pacing, carrying a handgun. Then he knelt down to where Rodney was sitting on the floor and placed tiny little kisses all over his face
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Mind if I friend you? I don't know that many people Dublinward who are even vaguely fannish, so you're increasing my sample by about fifty percent all by your onesies.
Vice versa! 'Twould be excellent. And I'm glad you like my fic--thank you!
*friends you back*
So whereabouts around here are you from? I'll admit to having been very timid so far--I haven't strayed much from the area just around TCD. Is there someplace particularly worth venturing?
Also, I had a dream a few nights ago where Rodney was handcuffed to a fridge and John was pacing, carrying a handgun. Then he knelt down to where Rodney was sitting on the floor and placed tiny little kisses all over his face
That's...er, sweet? Creepy? Sweepy?
The subconscious, man. It's weird in there.