come sleep, i'll turn the ocean into sky

[cimorene]

where is my baby, bitch? WHERE?*

i have a long disjointed journal entry back on my computer which i'll treat you to later after the cable internet goes back up. meanwhile i'm stranded at the family dinosaur, attempting to print out the stuff i'm going to use to wrangle my way into creative writing. ::yawns and stretches:: my subconscious can't decide who is more MF harry: draco or snape. seriously, my dreams last night were all hp slash, all the time. there was some oddness (like a swimming competition, a field trip to the beach, some kind of, uh, airport), but they were still hp slash. seduced by snape, or having a secret affair with draco for some unspecified spying purpose? decisions, decisions. harry, you lucky bastard.

*well, babIES. any of them will do. ::kicks aim::

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OK, this had to be said:

[cara-chapel.livejournal.com]

DINGOES ate my BAY-BAY!!!!!!

Thank you. Move along; nothing left to see...