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Jun. 5th, 2007 03:16 amOK, so I've been lying awake for about three hours - hopefully dozing some - and writing crappy fic in my head. But I had to turn the 'puter on to post. Because I got to the point where lj was part of the fic.
I mean, I started with the sex, then the relationship, then I was thinking about the coming out, but it got twisted into them investigating an intra-departmental gaybashing so after the assignment if there are any rumors, well, it's just from that, except it's really real. Anyhow, they need someone to get in with the homophobes to get evidence, so S pretends to hate them, and obviously they need a secret way to communicate! and I was thinking one journal, private posts, they both have the password, but then I thought, hey, two journals and comment notification, it's like just bouncing emails off the site, and then I thought, hey. heeyyy.
LJ goes down at a crucial point. Like, S frantically posting to say, "if you come in at your normal time you will be thrown down the stairs and killed," and walking away while the 'puter is still churning, and then the little notification comes up, "no data in document."
I really need to get a life, don't I?
I mean, I started with the sex, then the relationship, then I was thinking about the coming out, but it got twisted into them investigating an intra-departmental gaybashing so after the assignment if there are any rumors, well, it's just from that, except it's really real. Anyhow, they need someone to get in with the homophobes to get evidence, so S pretends to hate them, and obviously they need a secret way to communicate! and I was thinking one journal, private posts, they both have the password, but then I thought, hey, two journals and comment notification, it's like just bouncing emails off the site, and then I thought, hey. heeyyy.
LJ goes down at a crucial point. Like, S frantically posting to say, "if you come in at your normal time you will be thrown down the stairs and killed," and walking away while the 'puter is still churning, and then the little notification comes up, "no data in document."
I really need to get a life, don't I?
