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nnyOh, the pain. Ugh. My parents and mini-sister have just left to go camping. (And just... my mother, camping... *snerk*) I am hungover, and my brother is loud. This is not a happy combination. So I defiantly eat cheese and onion crisps. No, I don't know why...
In a very odd mood today. I blame the alcohol entirely. Also,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
iibnf. Weird conversations about Tescos and Snape and Monty Python. Cheers, love. =)
what with the priest porn conversation withtboy and wedding dresses from iibnf, there are bad, bad things fermenting in my head. I don't have the time or the energy for all the plot bunnies that attack. I hate them. The plot bunnies. (Random misquote from Chris Morris, in case anyone wanted to know.)
I currently really *really* want to write Vetinari/Snape slash. I must be punished.
In a very odd mood today. I blame the alcohol entirely. Also,
iibnf. Weird conversations about Tescos and Snape and Monty Python. Cheers, love. =)what with the priest porn conversation with
tboy and wedding dresses from iibnf, there are bad, bad things fermenting in my head. I don't have the time or the energy for all the plot bunnies that attack. I hate them. The plot bunnies. (Random misquote from Chris Morris, in case anyone wanted to know.)I currently really *really* want to write Vetinari/Snape slash. I must be punished.
