*gets panic room set up with all sorts of nice, soothing, comfortable things and croissants but no computer, no pens, no paper, nothing to scratch fic into the walls with . . . *
Argh. My parents bought me a new computer, and I love them dearly for it, but now I keep right-clicking when I don't think I'm right-clicking and strange unpredictable things happen.
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*eyes the room nervously*
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*feels tempted to feed your sick addiction just to feed my sick addiction in horrific co-dependent enabling vicious circle*
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Werewolves are awesome! I have thoughts about turning Sam into a werewolf. I know, I know, it's been done before, but COME ON!
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Because Sam totally doesn't have enough angst in his life. :D
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Argh. My parents bought me a new computer, and I love them dearly for it, but now I keep right-clicking when I don't think I'm right-clicking and strange unpredictable things happen.
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Wereangst, indeed.
*goes back to writing author's notes*