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It's snowing. It's after Easter, and we live along a river in Southern Indiana, and it's snowing. Unbelievable. Heavy snow, too. Suppose to be in the seventies by the weekend, but at the moment I have a hard time buying that. Snow. *shakes head*
On the other hand, have made some progress on my secret pairing fic. *happy dance*
And I have Van and Lendel running around in my head coated with sweet things and trying to lick each other. Why me?
*sighs* My friend was in from Hawaii a week ago. He prayed for snow, something he hasn't seen in well over a year. What happens? After he leaves, it snows.
On the other hand, have made some progress on my secret pairing fic. *happy dance*
And I have Van and Lendel running around in my head coated with sweet things and trying to lick each other. Why me?
*sighs* My friend was in from Hawaii a week ago. He prayed for snow, something he hasn't seen in well over a year. What happens? After he leaves, it snows.
