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moonlettuceSo, I'm packing to fly down to London tomorrow for the SFX con, and what's the first thing I put in my backpack? Not the book I'm reading. Not the writing pad for gay porny* stories. Nope, it's stuff I've brought home with me from work. Work! When the hell did I become a responsible adult, and why did no one have the decency to tell me?!
Also, I'm having the urge to produce Angel/Wesley wallpaper involving the lyrics of every Sister Hazel song. One per song that is, otherwise the writing would be really, really small.
*Note to self: do remember the r in the word porny. Otherwise, you have to write gay pony stories. And while that isn't necessarily a bad thing, it wasn't really what you were aiming for. Unless it's ponyboy!Wes. With a bridle and saddle and a butt-plug tail that swishes when he wiggles. In which case, well, yeah.
Also, I'm having the urge to produce Angel/Wesley wallpaper involving the lyrics of every Sister Hazel song. One per song that is, otherwise the writing would be really, really small.
*Note to self: do remember the r in the word porny. Otherwise, you have to write gay pony stories. And while that isn't necessarily a bad thing, it wasn't really what you were aiming for. Unless it's ponyboy!Wes. With a bridle and saddle and a butt-plug tail that swishes when he wiggles. In which case, well, yeah.
