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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. :)

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