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I think I have editing eyes. So anyone that thought my mail stuffed up again can relax, I just didn't mail anyone because I must get this story done.

Also, if the coffee man doesn't come soon I may kick something. I need a caffeine fix before I can open Word.

ETA: Charlie, Becca. I just got your postcard, thank you! Of course you puzzled James who read it. To quote him They went on holiday and sent you a postcard about Lance!? And Chris!? Your friends are insane . At which point I was laughing too much to answer. Thank you both :) *hugs you in a group hug and pretends Charlie sees*

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I've decided to divorce my sister. I let her use my computer, came back and this note was hanging from my shelf.

To Chris, Lance, Joey, Justin and JC.

I am your biggest fan, my name is Terri and I am 30 years old...

ooooh I'm writing with my Nsync pen OH MY GOD Chris, you've left the band....*cries*

My Nsync wobble nuts look sad without your big brown puppy dog eyes looking down @ me.
I can't take it no more. I'm taking my Nsync lunchbox and I'm leaving...

Have a nice life.
Thanks Chris
Love Terri.

PS. Chris likes it at Center Parks. :)

I look up and Chris bobblehead is missing from his spot on the speakers. The others look sad without him, so I go on a search for the missing Chris, and find him behind the Center Parks postcard, with a sticky note on his back saying, I've left the band.

I get no respect from my family *g*

But, a good thing. I've done all the editing I can for now on the AU. New scene is added, things have been changed, so I'm on target for that. I'm trying to think of a name though. Isn't this a lovely quote "The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love color the most." John Ruskin (1819-1900), English art critic. It's lobster JC. And that had nothing to do with anything, I just had to share.

How about, Lobsters, Lambs and Boxes oh my *g* Fighting the Grey, One Stroke at a Time or simply Phoenix? I suck at titles...sigh.

In RL news Kayleigh's dad slept at mams last night. The same man who used to hit mam so long ago. I'm not getting involved, I'm really not. You know a few weeks ago, James was offered a transfer to London. It had a 20k pay rise, and a house included in the deal, but we said no, because we like living in the North East. It's times like this I think we should have said yes.

Okay, putting the Lobsters and Lambs away now to see what's up with you all, and to check out my shiny new Yahoo web based mail *g*

ETA: Forgot to say, earlier I read a fic that was so damn hot I nearly melted on the spot. It's here and normally I wouldn't have read it because it's het, but god. It's strap-on het with spanking and d/s. *whimpers* I now know strap-ons hit my buttons and how! Man, just gah. I've been thinking about this story all day. What's better is the pairing is unnamed so you insert your own pairing. Don't be put off because it's het, because the male part is the focus, and damn. It's hot! I've missed stories like that.

*Goes to read again*

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So I just went into my favourites folder and something called the Online Pharmacy is in there. There's also quick launch link to it on my desktop. I'm not happy people.

However, if I ever get the urge to spend money on pills from an unknown web store I know where to go, I mean, $179 for 80 tablets is a good offer, right?

Yeah, if I want to order them and turn into a man or something!

Fuckers, take your tablets from my computer and stick them where the sun don't shine.

*goes to think happy thoughts. Strap-ons mmmmmmm*