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can i fucking be done with the semester
fucking research paper, fucking everything's on reserve so I can't just take books home, I'm going to have to come back to the library tonight, and to top it off, Kryptonian!Neal has woken up and wants to be written. My brain, I don't even know.
ETA: One of my great joys in getting my old fiction transferred over to AO3 is when I type a recipient's name and AO3 autofills because the person I wrote the story for five years ago has an AO3 account now. Which means they get notified and I get to share the love all over again.
I had to douse for wireless signal to be able to edit this entry! How the hell did five feet get me from "very low" to "excellent" connection?
ETA: One of my great joys in getting my old fiction transferred over to AO3 is when I type a recipient's name and AO3 autofills because the person I wrote the story for five years ago has an AO3 account now. Which means they get notified and I get to share the love all over again.
I had to douse for wireless signal to be able to edit this entry! How the hell did five feet get me from "very low" to "excellent" connection?