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2/8/11 18:05um... hi? I'm sort of maybe back. More like, easing myself back into the swing of things in a gentle and slow way so as not to scare myself in any undue fashion.
In the interest of achieving this noble goal of mine, would you point me in the direction of the fic I may have missed while pretending to be strong and independent and failing completely at fooling anyone least of all me? (INTERNET, I MISSED YOU DON'TEVERLEAVEMEAGAIN)
And meta. Gosh, I miss meta. Anything you found interesting in this department will do.
As usual, Pendragons-to-be, Merlin in general, Fringe where there's tons of Olivia and Astrid and Walter and hopefully Charlie and Broyles and the amount necessary of Peter, I suppose. But mostly Merlin folk being awesome and lovely and Gwen trumping everything in the universe with her awesome.
I need escapism, otherwise the family will never believe me when I tell them they'll be missed when I get back home. It's important they believe me as it is the truth, but they might doubt the honesty of emotions proffered as one runs away towards the nearest airplane and shouts farewells over one's shoulder.
How've y'all been doing lately? Do tell.
In the interest of achieving this noble goal of mine, would you point me in the direction of the fic I may have missed while pretending to be strong and independent and failing completely at fooling anyone least of all me? (INTERNET, I MISSED YOU DON'TEVERLEAVEMEAGAIN)
And meta. Gosh, I miss meta. Anything you found interesting in this department will do.
As usual, Pendragons-to-be, Merlin in general, Fringe where there's tons of Olivia and Astrid and Walter and hopefully Charlie and Broyles and the amount necessary of Peter, I suppose. But mostly Merlin folk being awesome and lovely and Gwen trumping everything in the universe with her awesome.
I need escapism, otherwise the family will never believe me when I tell them they'll be missed when I get back home. It's important they believe me as it is the truth, but they might doubt the honesty of emotions proffered as one runs away towards the nearest airplane and shouts farewells over one's shoulder.
How've y'all been doing lately? Do tell.
