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Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Countdown: 125 days

God. Another one of those days when really, in a just world, I would be allowed stay in bed all day and read. Alas, I must come into work, bedraggled as I am. And French class tonight, too! Blaaaaargh. Fortunately, there is good news, in the form of Sting/Stewart Copeland in my in-box. Oooooooooh!

(Dear self: no, you will not get yet another RPG character. No, not even for Dolosus. No, especially not a Weasley.)

Must go have a cigarette and then come back and write. Still owe some people some drabbles. And stuff. And the loverly Jeanne has written me M/L and thus is getting twincest in return. And yes, I will in fact write anything for anyone if they give me M/L. Especially M/L like this. Mrrrow.

On LJ, no one can hear you wibble! (This should be an LN slogan, yo.)

Oh, yes. So very much with the love of darkfic right now. Hurt me, kick me, tear out my heart.

Please.

(Ignore me, please. I'm having a moment, here.)

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Gruh?

Laid down for a nap, and on top of sleeping longer than I'd intended, I had a very strange dream. It was Lee/George, which would have been very cute and nice if it hadn't been for the fact that Molly was also in the dream, trying to kill Lee out of jealousy.

Lee/George and Weasleycest UST? I think themagdalene's and elfiepike's control-waves into my brain are conflicting.