So, new plan vis-à-vis my Big Bang--I'm gonna cut the last section and call it good. Huzzah! Good plan! Yes! So much win!
*settles back with ice-cream and a sense of accomplishment* Shhhh! Don't ruin this for me with logic!
*settles back with ice-cream and a sense of accomplishment* Shhhh! Don't ruin this for me with logic!
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6/7/15 04:35 am (UTC)(no subject)
6/7/15 04:39 am (UTC)(no subject)
6/7/15 03:21 pm (UTC)I have Neapolitan ice-cream sandwiches.
*tra la*
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6/7/15 04:33 pm (UTC)stab this story to deathwork on this lovely little fic. Sadly, we are far, far apart, and I am lactose intolerant. On the other hand, I think I finally got a handle on the ending, so not all is lost! And, if I *was* there with you, Lactaid makes several delicious flavors of ce-cream--so again, victory, snatched from the jaws of defeat! Huzzah!! :D(no subject)
6/7/15 04:52 pm (UTC)If you were here with me, i'd be a lump of exhaustion, having just cleaned my house to death. You don't even wanna *see* the levels of pet hair that can build up in a week.
*sigh*
BUT YES. Um. Lactaid ice cream! Pardon me if i eat my i.c. sandwiches, heh. I would *so* help you with fic, bb. And we could have Show playing in the background, turn about with Smallville, and just veg and fic and *fangrrrrl*.
:)
*buys lottery ticket*
*damnit*