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[louiselux]

Ho hum. I'm reading Neverwhere again, trying to guess who's gay. Haven't guessed yet.

I'm waiting for my official 'you've got the job' letter now, before I offer ny resignation at work. I'm not holding my breath, as this is an academic establishment were talking about here, and what's more, the personnel office scares me. When they sent me an interview letter, it was for a post as 'Lecturer in Cancer Care,' which, you know, I'm most definitely not. Then they lost one of my application forms, which I only discovered in the interview when the interviwers asked me why I was applying for the less experienced post. I know that they've got the references through, so that's all right. I'm feeling a little bit in limbo though, and could do with that letter just so I can get things straight in my head. At the moment I'm all at sixes and sevens. Oh, pass the fanfic.

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[daegaer.livejournal.com]

La la la, I can't hear you!

[twitchycat.livejournal.com]

*pokes*

Oh? And why might that be? You're either squicked or inspired, and given that you're the creative genius behind the Hastur and Ligur mpreg fic, well...I'm not buying the squickage. ;)

This is, of course, assuming that the la la la was in reference to Croup and Vandemar. Hee.

[daegaer.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry I just can't do it. I just can't write the sort of tender sweet romance that Croup and Vandemar need. *beats head with hammers* No really, I can't.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Can't you get any mileage out of 'foxy Mr Croup'?

On second thoughts, pass the hammer when you've finished with it, won't you?