frsoilE (tm) stands for fraserraysoinloveEEE. i think its orgins are obvious. ::cough::

"Ray," Frase started. And stopped. Which I knew even before Dief barked at me, thank you very much. His eyes were focused and you could just see the shiny little wheels turning and turning in his perfect head. Then we were off, and boy, hang on to your hat, your sunglasses and your dentures, because I didn't think we were going to be stopping anywhere to collect $240-someshit Canadian dollars until we got where Fraser was going.

i'm not myself today; i'm not even sure i know me

the due south story is done. i spent the last hour just looking for the proper bit of shakespeare for the end. on the other hand, i think my favorite quote has done it after all, but we'll see what southpaw526 thinks in the morning.

in other news, fraser and ray are such sterling one true pairing material that thinking about them enough to write the story, at first, was giving me little fits of squeeing. luckily those tapered off towards the end, when everyone else went to bed.

and in the final, honest-to-god-last piece of news...: "uncertain glory" is my new favorite phrase. mmmmmmmmmmmmmm metaphor. some shakespearean sonnet, yo, don't look at me.

Hoes - contract brain damage from them or get in the way of them, you can't nullify them.

whore is a new favorite word. i have decided this. i'm quite fond of 'ho' too, because of that song that makes me roll about on the floor, clutching my sides and laughing.

good morning to you too, schnookums.

saludar al vecino, acostarse a una hora, trabajar cada día para vivir en la vida

whoo. now i have a title and a summary, and all i have to do is bounce about impatiently all day. um, maybe i'll go find driftglass and read that. or go back to bed. dammit, what is with people who have lives? screw school and work! grrrr. anyone else who knows something about ds and wants to read it for me? ::twitches impatiently::

qué diría la familia si eres un fracasado?

ay buscando quién sabe qué cosas tan lejos de mí

all my icons! i just adore ALL of them. ::happy sigh::

also, psp keeps closing when i open the box to add text. the text i want is just the capital letter 'f.' you wouldn't think that this would be so very difficult, now, would you. but i MUST FINISH THESE ICONS before holls wakes up. ::frothfroth::

i made airport limousine reservations today and the tickets were in my hot little hand. they smell nice. soon i will begin packing.

tarot is cool.

they say something about monkeys and typewriters and an infinite amount of time, and yo, look. it's

And Saddam Hussein said, "Let there be a barbecue", and there was a barbecue. And Saddam Hussein saw that the barbecue was filter-tipped, and Saddam Hussein separated the barbecue from the dream.

randomness turns me on too.

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apparently i'm a hottie. go figure.

new due south story!

so it's finally finished, 28 KB at dueslash, which is about 10 pp in MS word.

title: palm to palm
author: cimorene
pairing: fraser/kowalski
rating: pg
disclaimer: hahaha
summary: with fraser you're always waiting for the punchline.*

here at rightthisway, here at dueslash, and down there in my livejournal.

*in which ray wants to get fraser to curse and is going to start small. unfortunately, ray quoting shakespeare turns fraser on...

( palm to palm )

honey, i'm just adorable.

the rsg continues to flirt shamelessly.

Is that a stalagtite in your pacamac, or are you just adorable?

(silly question!)

jesus christ, vampire hunter

... is the title of a movie.

this movie is a MUSICAL.

...

be afraid.

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I am a statuesque hallucination, you know.