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I'm having a very, well hackthis-esque morning. Yes, I think that's the best way to put.

For example, yesterday I purchased some research materials for my yuletide story and this morning announced to serialkarma that when fanfiction is unionized and becomes a proper job I will be able to expense such things, or better yet, have them be tax deductible. Think of it? The OC DVDs as recoupable expenses!

Also, another gem from this morning

hackthis: I am sitting at my desk right now and I can't shake this feeling like I should have a seatbelt on.
serialkarma: Either it's a premonition, or you are having some freaky hallucination
hackthis: Any way about it -- it's all B-A-D

But that's okay. Why? Because I am the proud owner of 172 new mp3s. Uh. Wow.

Also, laurab1 made me even more Warrior Angel art. You know, for a fandom with five stories total Sean & Cal get a lot of action. Not that I mind or anything. I was thinking of asking for story art for Christmas, because like musesfool I don't feel comfortable asking people to buy me things (except LJ time, that's okay), but uh, what was I saying? Never mind, now. Wow.

( Warrior Angel Art )

Rec, bitches!

Collectively serialkarma and I have been having the sort of day that ends other people's lives, plus I've been having a horrid time trying to write, and who should come to save the muggle race from a collective AK? None other than the amazing, lovely and very giving circe_tigana who posted a snippet from a story she's writing which overlaps with my Thousandth Man-verse.

People, run, fly, Floo over to read Al-Fayed Up.

Snippet: It took Neville almost six months of biscuit buying to realize that a quid is the same as a pound, though he’s still unsure as to where this bloke Bob fits in.