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Jordan! I need to go to bed, pet, but send me that log, yeah? minerva@femgeeks.net Ta. :)

Melle: *goes to bed*
Cell phone: *sits*

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My paid account is running out next week. I have no idea if I want to renew it.

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Forgot to put my labret back in before bed yesterday. Whoopsie. No harm done, though, went back in like a charm.

Lee is still in a state of shock, and the silence in my brain only emphasises the total and utter tumbleweedness of it. (Tumbleweedness: brain-state during which there are all sorts of Deep (Fandom) Thoughts blowing around in one's brain, but one is unable to grab any of them long enough to put down into words.) So. Frustrating. I want to talk about Harry and Draco, and Oliver and Marcus, and the War, and why I like antagonist pairings, and all that shit, and it's all at the tip of my tongue, but I can't grasp it!

I'm actually answering my email for the first time in three weeks. I suck.

Edit: Also, Liz, I got your text message, hon. :)

For the love of Bole, somebody STOP ME!

I'm googling for pictures so I can make a set of matched "We're cute and sappily in love" icons for Lee and George to use after Sunday.

kjdfmqlksHELPME!

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Dear Lee

You will not talk to Tom Riddle, and that's final. There is no "or else."

Bitch.

Not much love,
Melle

Huh.

Um. I was trying to write textslash for Meryl, but the boys had other plans. My first actual drabble. ( Over )

... Yeah, I don't know, either.

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Three hours without electricity. Hell.

Am biggest sap in the history of the world. Jordan knows why.

Viktor Krum liiiikes me! =D

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Lee is talking to Katie.

Katie says: Seriously though, there's no test. I mean, how do you know you're attracted to a woman?
Lee wants to say: She's breathing.