I think you got it backwards, Plei. You say
Unfortunately, at the same point, he'd gone from the Felix role to the Oscar roll in their odd coupledom. A depressed, moody, repentant vampire, it turned out, was a great housekeeper. A neurotically great housekeeper. The place hadn't been this clean since Anya'd been left standing at the alter.
Which implies that he went from being clean to being messy, rather than the obverse.
"Quid quo blow, Spike. Ah, commando man, I see. Good, that'll make it snappy."
Brian and Paul will just have to console themselves with each other. When can I pick you up?
Yep. Typo on my part. Le sigh.
See, and I even know which one it is, so there's no excuse.
Oh, wait. I know what happened.
I altered my wording, but not the order. D'oh.
Sigh.
Anyone want to write me a songfic w/ Dru, using "Gingerbread Coffin" by Rasputina? Anyone? Plei? I'll even write out the lyrics for the person does this ...
(goes back to editing UI text)
Plei, can you post the fic your secret santa sent you? I've been informed (by the santa involved) that it is "stunningly bad".
If the Santa says it is okay, I would love to post a link, because it HAS to be seen in full-on glory.
It's just too perfect.
I was asked if you'd shown it, so I think that it would be okay.
I was asked if you'd shown it, so I think that it would be okay.
I will post the link tonight. I'd have put it everywhere, but wasn't sure how Santa felt about it.
(Note: I have read it at least three times daily since opening it.)
I got to see it. I can say that it's the bestest badfic mpreg story ever.
Jilli, if you post the lyrics, I'll take a shot-- do you mind if I try it?
