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I'm going to bed now. I know you were all eager to hear that. *g*

I'm going to take my notebook with me, in case inspiration strikes, but I'm not too hopeful. Orlando and Elijah seem to be far too interested in playing with their food to actually have any sex at the moment.

I'm also going to take baylorsr's Birthright with me to read, on the off chance (hah!) inspiration doesn't strike. I've been stressing too much lately, and I think it's time to reward myself with what I've been told is a fabulous story set in the universe of The Faculty.

subliminal note to authors: write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic, write more Faculty fic

That is all.