Happy Birthday, ladydey

And wishes for many, many more , Oh My Goddess!

Well, judging from the amount of sqee-age I've been reading, MR's appearance on crib's was a smash. For those of you who may be moved to create a little RPS, pretend the Tom he was talking about was Welling, not Arnold. There should never, ever, ever be Arnold/Baum slash.

Of course, even as I say that, evil thoughts are creeping into my brain...

*shudder* Naaaah, I'm not that twisted.

I swear...

...that I have *no* plans to write MR /TA--non! It never crossed my mind to write Tom Arnold and Mikey and maybe a threesome with Tom and Mikey and Tom's wife, the Shelby of the tattoo Mikey's got on his arm--even though ya'll are constantly yelling three-some at me and that would be a three some, ah?

Hmmmm...who do you think would ...naaaaah! I can't do that to you beloveds! Never would I want to leave you with the thought of Tom Arnold, grunting and sweating over Mikey's slender frame, his pretty little face being ground into the pillow that--Goodness! Is that the time? I have to run to work!

Ciao! Love you! *airkiss airkiss*

hey, cool!

I just realized Smallville is doing graduation and so am I! Yep, our little boys will be graduating soon. *sniff* They grow so fast, I tell ya. Which means the longest story I ever wrote, the fic that eats my brain(or Summer Story) will be rolling to a close--finally! And then, oh my god..I've got to go through pages and pages of stuff. Stuuuuuuuffff.

But first--Sam and Whit have sex! And waffles! Maybe. I'm not really sure about the s-e-x part yet. I'm thinking. (ouchie.)