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I don't even have the words.

This is... possibly the hottest thing I've ever seen.

Good lord.

*fans self*

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WTF AIM?

NOT NOW YOU UTTER WHORE!

*SHRIEKS*

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Ha.

You wouldn't think fiction could hurt this much.

New low.

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Doom.

Ouch.

I need to go write some serious fluff, or something.

Have a good trip, Sophie.

I'll miss ya. :)

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If anyone is planning to send me anything, don't, for now.

I'm moving soon.

Um... I don't even know who has my address. Who has my address? Who needs my address? Anyone want it?

Let me know.

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metaphor?

Er. I'm kinda working on your sock-fic. War/Famine.

And it's. A bit, y'know, bizarre. I haven't decided if I like it or hate it.

It'll probably go up later on this evening, and... well, you're welcome to deem it unworthy of socks, I guess. And request another.

Hunh.