two things

[manzanas_verdes]

1. I love fanfic. Like, I feel like I'm cheating my reading ambitions if there's no fanfic on any of my open tabs. It's embarrassing. 
2. I remembered my lj's password! Again!

P.S.: Chris Evans' mom is kind of really awesome, okay? I may be fangirling her a bit more than appropriate... shuddup. 
P.P.S.: Vanessa Mae is a balm for the sleepless soul. 

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[manzanas_verdes]

right? like 'oh hai, um, i was wondering if maybe you could get your mom to sign this for me?'

or

'um, could i have a picture?... no, i mean with her'

it would be glorious. and not awkward at all. because he'd probably be delighted!

Look at you all existing like. Look at me all existing like - we should do this more often

[mustbethursday3]

LOL how could you forget your password, and why not reset it instead of waiting for your brain to cough up the answer?

You're just a daredevil aren't you?

Riding on the razor edge of life XD

PS I miss you.

PPS I believe at one point you were writing a SPN/Merlin fic - *casually shrugs* whatever happened to that?

PPPS I may be addicted to Tictacs, send help.

PPPPS I watched a Nicholas Cage movie yesterday. It was a mistake.

PPPPPS What the hell does Postscript mean anyway? That's what the 'p's stand for right?

Re: Look at you all existing like. Look at me all existing like - we should do this more often

[manzanas_verdes]

Because my brain and I have an agreement. It doesn't fail me and I don't submit it to gratuitous wholesale neuron slaughter. It's a nice agreement. Also, I'm the boss here so it better get its act together.

Besides, it always does cough up the answer. Eventually. At random moments. It's good fun (for the sleep-deprived

[manzanas_verdes]

Ahem, I believe I'm supposed to be showing you two fics. Or one of them is for longjackets and I'm conflating the two of you because reasons. Either way. There shall be ficage because this was not the Saturday in which I plotted all the filthy A/G sexytiemz fluff. Nor was this the Saturday in which the mechanics of threesomes were braved (in fic form, at least). Nope, this Saturday has been thoroughly innocent and pure-minded.

::waves from the same place she always waves from:: How's London?

[manzanas_verdes]

Entirely gutter-free. Productivity, I can haz it!

Oh, ouch! hope it doesn't interfere with your fun, tho. Much.

[dictionary_ink]

bb, the fanfic gets the best of us. there is just no escaping it.

[manzanas_verdes]

right? Like, it's this need that grows in the pit of your stomach. It takes up every nook and cranny under your skin, it slides into the tissue of your muscles, it's in the air you breath and the water you drink. It takes over and breaks you apart so it can re-shape you afterward, so that you can no loner exist without it in your veins. It's an addiction and a blessing.

It is also 7.30 a.m. and I haven't slept a wink. So, this reply should be handled with caution. And possibly a biohaz suit.