I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. There was that virus going round, wasn't there?
Really, the things I type when I've been working all day - and, moving on from the subject of my fics, urgh, brain-eating. I'm sorry. Eek. I swear I'm sane again, for the weekend at least.
:lol: I now have images of you sort of limply flattened underneath the bullying Christmas fic. (I have a strange literal brain). Possibly still in full Ainley Master regalia...
Well, where's the next bit now you've got us all hooked?
(And I'm with John - the Doctor is a rotter who eats all people's sandwiches. Don't let him have a mince pie - or at least, not any brandy butter on it. :lol:)
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Really, the things I type when I've been working all day - and, moving on from the subject of my fics, urgh, brain-eating. I'm sorry. Eek. I swear I'm sane again, for the weekend at least.
:lol: I now have images of you sort of limply flattened underneath the bullying Christmas fic. (I have a strange literal brain). Possibly still in full Ainley Master regalia...
Well, where's the next bit now you've got us all hooked?
(And I'm with John - the Doctor is a rotter who eats all people's sandwiches. Don't let him have a mince pie - or at least, not any brandy butter on it. :lol:)