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Grr. And grr.

One: Got on advertising mailing list that claims not to exist, and which people kept replying to, thus putting over fifty emails in my junk mail inside an hour.

Two: the laptop won't read the CD-RW which has all my documents from 'nando on it. So I need to pick an alternate method of transfer, and that'll probably involve actual selection of documents instead of "everything in that folder, that folder and and those files from there."

Also, caffeine headache, absolute inability to write because I've been reading too much, and, and... stuff.

Grr.

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Um. Arr.

I have to pack.

Really.

I shouldn't be sitting here reading fic.

Oh well.

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Just watched "The Sentinel By Blair Sandburg" and... aww! Theyaresoinlove! and, and, generic *heart*ing of Blair and the whole thing and

how damn good timing is it that they show the last episode the day before I go back to uni and away from cable? I mean, yeah, so, I kinda forgot about it for most of the summer and didn't actually watch more than about a dozen episodes, but still... oh, well, maybe they'll still be re-running it next summer.

Something, though, that I noticed in a fic or several, for post-TSBBS, is making a deal of Blair not wanting to carry a gun. And. In at least one of the eps I've seen he has been handed a gun and he has used it. So, sorry, but no.

Of course, it's all for Jim, but still...

And ooh! ooh! I hadn't... that is, I'd known it happened, the shooting and all that, but I hadn't anticipated... that was some good TV, the bullet, the paralleling Jim with Simon and Sandy with Megan (dammit, I don't like that name for him! and yet I'm using it because she's around!) and, and, and... stuff. The "best cop I've ever worked with, best partner I've ever had" followed by the "What are we waiting for, Chief? Let's get busy." He actually said... let's get busy. And. I. Crap. Just...

Theyaresoinlove.