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Hm. I seem to have recovered my angst-love. *grin* This makes my life a lot easier. I'm still sniffing, but I'm liking it, now.
Sign of impending insanity: I no longer have slash dreams, I have dreams about reading my LJ and reading slash snippets that never existed in real life. Um.
My body clock was still on British time, so I overslept, and I'm feeling vaguely crappyish, physically. Suspect a slight fever. This is going to have its effect on anything I write today, I suspect. Expect highly insane shmoop drabbles. I have a bunny involving Oliver falling asleep on Marcus on the couch.
I really don't want to get dressed, but showing up at work in just underwear's not gonna make a good impression. Blah. My skin hurts.
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*is sort of frightened by the thought of Draco in leather*
*shakes fist* Marcus not ho...er...well, I guess he's not really conventionally "hot", is he? Damn, there goes that theory.