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Jan. 17th, 2005 04:36 pmI did one of my putting-off-doing things! From here on out to be known as a POD. Before I came into work I sorted through all the junk on my dining table. Things were thrown out, filed, stacked, put where ever they needed to go. Hey, do you know that dining tables actually have flat, bare surfaces? And that their real purpose is for dining, not for holding books, junk mail, sweaters, receipts, bags, beading supplies, or as places for cats to sleep? Who'da thunk it.
Speaking of the unexpected, here's the drabble I wrote for
open_on_sunday this week along that theme:
( Wes/Fred, at the end of Smile Time )
Poor Wesleykins. I really need to write some Wesley schmoop. If anybody needs fluffy, schmoopy, happy good times it's poor put-upon Wes. He needs a hug and a cup of cocoa and lots of hot, sweaty sex. Uh, yeah.
Speaking of the unexpected, here's the drabble I wrote for
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( Wes/Fred, at the end of Smile Time )
Poor Wesleykins. I really need to write some Wesley schmoop. If anybody needs fluffy, schmoopy, happy good times it's poor put-upon Wes. He needs a hug and a cup of cocoa and lots of hot, sweaty sex. Uh, yeah.