his name is Sev

For Severus, or Severin? Because the latter....well, that could be quite interesting.

And I'm not sharing where my brain went with that.

I feel like a whiny baby complaining about a cold when Kristin is in the hospital with pneumonia, but -- I have a bad cold and it sucks and I'm at work because I'm paranoid about taking too many sick days and my incomptent!boss not believing I'm sick, since he implied as much a while back.

Ears are stuffed up and itchy. Head is stuffed up. Sinuses ache. Throat hurts. Neck is sore. Have a fever.

Under normal circumstances, I would NEVER come to work with a fever, but -- like I said, I'm paranoid now. Like I have to prove that I'm sick.

I'm planning on licking incompetent!boss's phone.

You think I'm kidding, but I'm not.

Always.

...

...

Anything.

::blows nose::

(Meanwhile I'm waiting for billytea to chime in with some TMI information about sleeping with baby wallabies...)

eta

Tep - that would be the latter.

I misread! I thought you were saying "Snape - yuk! Who'd want to tap that?"

My favorite Snape dream involved me, the dungeon, and a Hufflepuff uniform. It may or may not have been inspired by fic.

Fay! No making me tear up! I have an interview and I can't very well tell them my mascara's run because of Snape and Lily!!

Tep - that would be the latter.

Shall we call you Wanda, then?

Fay, is that the "Still?" "Always" thing you're quoting? Cause... sniff!

Fay, is that the "Still?" "Always" thing you're quoting? Cause... sniff!

Yep. That bit and the other bit, from when he'd first realised his fuckup and was wrecked by it, and became Dumbledore's bitch:

"Hide them all, then," he croaked. "Keep her - them - safe. Please."

"And what will you give me in return?"

"In - in return?" Snape gaped at Dumbledore, and Harry expected him to protest, but after a long moment he said, "Anything."

...oh, fuck. And now I am crying.

::blows nose again::

Shall we call you Wanda, then?

I should be so lucky! Stupid boy.

Shall we call you Wanda, then?

I should be so lucky! Stupid boy.

On the contrary -- HE should be so lucky.

On the contrary -- HE should be so lucky.

Alas, he clearly has not realised this. And since he's shortly off to China for the foreseeable future, I'm not particularly optimistic about the Cluestick Fairies smacking him upside the head any time soon.

On the one hand, I feel that I should be cheered by having stumbled across a cute* heterosexual Englishman my own age (well, a year older), who is funny, clever, talented, passionate about words, blessedly unhomophobic AND SINGLE. In Bangkok. I mean, that's like finding Willy Wonka's Golden Ticket. Or, you know, it's like seeing Willy Wonka's Golden Ticket on the other side of an impassible river, or something. Nice to know it's there - frustrating as hell to see it's out of reach. Bad job, Universe. No more taunting Fay.

*I think he's cute. My mates J and E are both far more interested in his very pretty best friend, but said best friend leaves me thinking '...eh.'

And since he's shortly off to China for the foreseeable future, I'm not particularly optimistic about the Cluestick Fairies smacking him upside the head any time soon.

see, I envision a drunken snogging in your future.

*I think he's cute. My mates J and E are both far more interested in his very pretty best friend, but said best friend leaves me thinking '...eh.'

the pretty goes away, but the clever, talented, passionate bit doesn't. I'd MUCH rather have the latter than the former.