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I'm not going to a third - Idiot Control Now
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mellowcandle
mellowcandle
I'm not going to a third
Ugh, I was hoping to get this fic done before I left, but I don't know if it's going to happen. I've already got over 2000 words, though, which is more than I've written in a long time.

But D's got a list of chores as long as my arm for me to do before I leave Wednesday, because God knows he's not going to do any of it. I know, I know, he's in schooooool, but, dude, you only have two hours of class a day, then all weekend to do whatever you want.

I'm still going to go out to lunch and to Target to pick up a couple things I'll need this afternoon, and so maybe I'll get some coffee and try to write there.

Current Mood: cranky cranky
Current Music: god only knows--the beach boys

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