She caught me when I was trying to segue a story from random navel gazing backstory into angsty and not especially good sex. I welcomed the distraction.
I don't. Because that sounds suspiciously like DA fic to me.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
She caught me when I was trying to segue a story from random navel gazing backstory into angsty and not especially good sex. I welcomed the distraction.
I don't. Because that sounds suspiciously like DA fic to me.
Happy birthday Nilly!
You know, * won cause it was effing short.
Nuh uh! It's because you love baseball. Now I know the truth.
Not real stuff, though. Just Dark Angel.
We cross-transgenics. That's gotta be messy.
Happy birthday, Nilly!
It's a dilly of a Nilly birthday! May it be happy, happy!
So it doesn't mean imported?
Well, in my HEAD, clearly, Natter 61* was imported before they started with that new-fangled Natter 61 (Fr) thing.
But the proposition was for baseball purposes.
We cross-transgenics. That's gotta be messy.
Bodily fluids everywhere, man...
Not real stuff, though. Just Dark Angel.
But does Mole get any love?
Mole is smokin' hot. Mole should be getting laid left, right and center.
Thus far (and man, it's only 300 something words--the phone does NOT make for long stuff), he's only been name checked.
Oh.
Is it wrong that I *really* want Mole Gets an Intern fic now?
I mean, umm. He's got cigars...