I forgot to categorize it. Might mean something. Probably doesn’t.
…I’m snuggling my blog. You…may want to leave us alone. >_> (Something more intelligent later. Or at least, more serious.) oh my dear and beloved blog…
oh em gee i missed you so much never leave me again! Read More »
ZOMG, how have I lived this long without a bike! I love it. Her. Definitely a her, though I almost named her Edward. This is not her, but it’s one of her sisters. My seat is white, handlebar grips are black, and my basket is different. But still. Admire the beauty! So. The saga. For
Bike! Bike bike bike BIKE!! Read More »
Just…deep in the writing of smut. It’s a complicated scene, takes up all my thought processes! XD Actually, it’s just way more fun than blogging. >_> Sorry.
I’m Here, I’m Here! Read More »
I should, but I don’t really know what to say. Stumbling forward on the smut challenge–the beginning is always hard for me, because no matter how I’ve built (not so thoroughly this time *shifty look* ) it’s never enough. I forget things like putting “Earl” and “Reming” together to see if they sound good. (They
You know how you’ll be working along and suddenly run into a wall and after you headdesk for a while, you figure out you need to get away from it for a bit? Or maybe you just decide you’d really rather be cleaning the grout in the bathroom, seriously. Just be careful. Because if you’re