sista friends

So anyhoo, Glock and I co-wrote something. She sucks because some of the stuff she writes is so startlingly good, whereas I'd have trouble drawing a straight line if you asked me to. Dammit.

It's lamblove. It's called stills. It's a nice way to purge yourself of all those little wee bits that won't fit into a fic or that you don't feel like expanding into an entire fic. ^_~

And now I'm gonna go do grocery shopping for Christmas. And get myself a Gingerbread Latte (aka "Mmmm...Justin") from Starbucks, because I've been craving one all night. Yum!