grrr
I hate flashbacks in fiction. Why don't you people write in the right order of time and build up some nice tension? I don't want to know the end before everything else! These "we're here now but how did we get here?"-style thing from some tv-episodes is great ON tv, it sucks when it's fic.
You can hate me now.
You can hate me now.
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Nah. And Nah. We're once again doing the 'omg, we must move' thing, looking at houses and seeing what there is to see.
Hopefully we'll have a house and be ready to go by the end of May, when the Monstrous' school is out for the year.
It's stressful, because our money situation is not wonderful. But i love the idea of moving, and some of the houses we're looking at are really neat, so...
*crosses everything*
On the fandom front, i'm posting 'Treadmill', slow but sure. That's about it!
*smoooch*
Other than lame party goers, how's it with you? Is the job thing finally over and done?
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And I'm crossing and pressing everything over here as well!
I've been very distracted lately with the new job and party-plans, but I'll go and have a long look at your lj now.
... (comes back)
I'm sorry about Hajit-ma. I can't imagine losing one of mine, it's too painful. *hugs*
... (goes off to read "Treadmill")
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We're moving 'cause right now Cat has to drive about forty minutes to work and the gas i killing us. We just want to be closer to the shop and out of this dumb town.
And thanks for the hug. Poor old Plush. He was so old, though, and not totally well and...well...it was for the best.