There are somethings in my life I do on auto-pilot. It happens automatically, without much thought or excitement, but a withdrawl when I don't. I'm not talking about pills or about breathing or about writing (well
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In other words, the cats are feeling much better after the deworming. And in other words, there is now a Christmas tree in my living room and I made Pumpkin cookies last night. The holidays; they're here.
Was in the bathroom today and my cat was standing in the sink, her butt to me. I saw this white thing hanging out of it and it started wiggling around and well... Eek.
I must recant any earlier statement that Dante/Trish is a no-go in my book.
So... Dante/Trish, Dante/Nero, Nero/Kyrie, the urge to get into Dante/Lady, and the tolerance for Vergil/Lady. And that's not even talking about how I prefer platonic relationships to romantic ones when it comes to this series. 'Kay, this is new territory for me.
So today was Thanksgiving for us US-ains; which meant dinner not be done on time, Turkey which I hate cooked, the feeling of being stuffed, and Pumpkin Pie which I detest. This is why last year I had a lasgna.
For fans of DMC, one knows that ages aren't set in stone. AKA, I've got no effing clue how old these hotties are. So, here's my own personal ages for them
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I'm writing a story set in India. It would help me focus if when I'm writing out the mother-in-law of the main character, she stopped speaking with a Russian accent.