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Gmail is being a bitch and not letting me send mail. Consequently, I cannot send Leah copies of any rejection letters and if I try to continue validating fic without the ability to send her copies of rejection letters, I will get very, very confused by what I have sent and what I haven't.
Well, that's my excuse for bailing, and I'm sticking to it.
::virtuous look::
Consequently, I'm doing the only thing that any sane and sensible person would do in the same circumstances.
Throwing a porn par-TAY in my el-JAY! Bring the champagne, people. But most importantly... bring the porn. Yes, people. Porn. Whatever porn you like.
Let's party like it's nineteen sixty-nine!
So... Sam/John/Rodney threesome anyone?
( Here be 800 words of threesome porn )
And, typically, while I was writing this, Gmail got up and running again, so I can no longer shirk my responsibilities.
Well, except for that one fic. That one I'm cheerfully palming off on Leah, cos she saw it first ::beam::
Well, that's my excuse for bailing, and I'm sticking to it.
::virtuous look::
Consequently, I'm doing the only thing that any sane and sensible person would do in the same circumstances.
Throwing a porn par-TAY in my el-JAY! Bring the champagne, people. But most importantly... bring the porn. Yes, people. Porn. Whatever porn you like.
Let's party like it's nineteen sixty-nine!
So... Sam/John/Rodney threesome anyone?
( Here be 800 words of threesome porn )
And, typically, while I was writing this, Gmail got up and running again, so I can no longer shirk my responsibilities.
Well, except for that one fic. That one I'm cheerfully palming off on Leah, cos she saw it first ::beam::