I am exhausted. Finally crashed into a week-long vacation where the physical toll on my fragile physique just made me sleep almost the rest of it away. So much for plans of going out of town or holing up in the nearest Library or watching a marathon of movies in the cineplex...
And I swear, my eyes are playing tricks on me. Seeing this Vanity Fair Cover of the final episode of the Sopranos...
http://www.mediabistro.com/fishbowlny/magazines/leibovitz_shoots_sopranos_for_april_vanity_fair_cover_54517.asp I could imagine this as a slash fic cover. The Society of Super Villains substituting for the mob. Deathstroke in all his garbed glory in place of James Gandolfini. And sitting on his lap in total surrender without a stitch on is...Dick Grayson...
It's not just the fatigue. It's all the slash Furies having their payback for me staying away from Lj for so log...