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icarusDarned boys.
I'm trying to get John and Rodney to cooperate, but they insist on playing rather disgusting boyish games.
Skating AU readers, I apologize in advance. It's not my fault, really. John's just like that.
Oh. Right. I should probably get started on my Remix fic, shouldn't I? I feel like I was swallowed by a black hole for nine days and then spit out the other side, arms pinwheeling.
I'm trying to get John and Rodney to cooperate, but they insist on playing rather disgusting boyish games.
Skating AU readers, I apologize in advance. It's not my fault, really. John's just like that.
Oh. Right. I should probably get started on my Remix fic, shouldn't I? I feel like I was swallowed by a black hole for nine days and then spit out the other side, arms pinwheeling.
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Date: 2006-03-20 07:13 pm (UTC)The problem isn't that they won't cooperate with the sex. The problem is... well, you'll see when I pop up the next part. I'm making it longer to bury the boy-ness. Yealch.
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