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My brain has, for some reason, decided that Tuesday afternoon is a good time to try to work out the next few scenes of the hockey AU, bunnies in MFU, SH, and LA Confidential, the slash dynamics of Spy Game, and the general outlines of that original fiction thingie I've been kicking around. At the same time. It feels like it's fizzing. I think I smell smoke.
Also, I should probably be getting some, I don't know, actual work done while I'm at work. Probably.
Also, I should probably be getting some, I don't know, actual work done while I'm at work. Probably.
