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My twitter isn't working. :( I'm not getting updates from anyone but myself if I check it on the computer, and on the phone I get myself and my @ replies, but no one else's timelines. Boooooo! also, why do I always go to bed right before the ridiculous conversations. Silly Brian Schechter.

We're going to a party at the skate center later this afternoon. I really need to do something productive around the house before that, but I don't see that happening. I am supremely LAZY today.

Cassadee is on the cover of the latest AP. My copy is sitting at the end of the bed and makes me all :D. I still think she's adorable. (and I still wouldn't turn down Cassadee/Suarez fic! just saying!)

There have been a number of thinky posts about depression in the last few days, brought up by the disappearance and death of Andrew Koenig, and they all say things better than I could. In particular, I like
this one by karjack.

I haven't been actually checking my flist, but still relying on stalker settings, which means I miss stuff. Some of it's important (to me), like the fact Sema is apparently back and posting This Is The Way The World Ends on monaboyd? Holy shit, how/when did THAT happen?

anyways, I'm gonna go be lazy. :) Hope everyone is enjoying their Sunday. (feel free to send me a text or an IM or an email or whatever if you see me. Lazy hopefully entails working on the writing I didn't do yesterday.)

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There are so many ridiculous half-finished ideas in my life. This was inspired by one of the bandomvalentine prompts that I didn't claim. Unbeta'd and finished by not complete, if that makes sense.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man
Pre-split Patd/Empires, Spencer/SVV
811 words

( Why do you have a tambourine on your head? )