I Post, Therefore I Am

So, one story down! The RPS is not talking to me, even though what needs to be worked on is clearly stated. (did I tell you how much I love you, my darling treetracer?). Deal needs a beta or for me to get off my ass and clean it up...but I have so much asking me when, oh Roxy, when...

And two different (really different) things are fighting for space in my brain. My only work on Mariposa consists on day-dreaming about Whit and Clark in the loft, or Lex and Clark fighting in the penthouse.

On the homefront, I have no idea how I'm paying for presents this year.

However, more cards went out in the mail and I got more cards, woo-hoo!

ps Expect loads of ficpost stuff, all old.

pps I don't feel like making cookies but I have to.

Targ-hell...breeding ground for stupidity or Hell's waiting room? Discuss.

Rec!

Protection by bagheera_san is a great great story! Run over there and read it right now! Go!
I'll make some cookies while I'm waiting. Shoo!