I love Anna. Gah. You know, I've reached the point reading this that I no longer want to see SN on screen (not that I, you know, ever wanted to *see* it on*screen*-- it's so very much a piece of writing, and she's very well suited to that medium), because I don't think I could stand it if ME caused me this much pain. Good, heady, beautiful mind-blowing pain, but I think I'd cry for more than a week if the canonical characters did this shit.

Also... I, um, sound pathetic?

I'll talk to you guys later when my brain comes back, okay?

Nah, totally makes sense. I've not been able to get through the stories, my heartstrings are too pullable just now.

Well, no shit. Special Hell is *way* more important to me than Anya-realizes-sometimes-it's-not-good-when-the-rabbit-dies.

Oh, you have to write this. Seriously, Plei.

Oh, you have to write this. Seriously, Plei.

I know. The f-ing bunny has me by the shorthairs, and I keep telling it to GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT, but it's not listening to me. Bastard.

But first, Special Hell.

Yeah, okay, but you write that bunny. I'll beta it.

Elena, I've got a bit more on my X/S story and I reworked a few lines. You said you were going to be on IM later?

I can be. Give me half an hour or so and I'll get set up.

Sure, just ping me when you're ready.

Oooh, Elena on AIM. Joyful, joyful!

Bachelor Pad, by Mad Poetess, on Shriftweb. Spoilers for current season. It is to weep. In a good way.