October 16th, 2007


My gift is my song, and this one's for you

The weather is cloudy and cool.
The bus transfers are Blue-A.
I've decided what I'm offering my flists this year for Christmas: Ficcage. Yes, it's the same thing I offer every time, but that's cause I'm broke.
What I would like for Christmas:
The head of John Tesh.
The fingers of Chuck "His name was Espinosa, you fucking hack!" Austen.
Icons. (I love icons)
More paid time on my Fic-Journal.
For someone to set George W. Bush on fire.
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