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I was happily reading my flist this morning when I came to a Lance interview linked at still_gay In it, Lance says he wants to be a fiction writer, at which point I almost fell off my chair laughing, as a few posts back phaballa and I had this whole insane comment conversation going where Lance was this terrible badfic writer who posted at Nifty and LJ, these huge sprawling fics filled with penis euphemisms, while also making spread sheets based on his LJ toys addiction which allowed him to see who was reading his fic and not commenting. By the end he was planning another evil JC joshtin fic. So seeing Lance say he wanted to get into fiction delighted me.

Corey and James are at Scout camp at the moment. They went yesterday and will come back tomorrow morning, at which point we have to head off to a rugby game at Barnard Castle. I missed them last night; a lot. Which wasn't helped by watching this weeks Brothers and Sisters, an episode that broke my heart. Still, I had a good evening, watching what tv I wanted while reading fic. I hit the Pit of Voles because nothing cheers me up more than an insane story where Greg Sanders goes def ( their spelling not mine ) yet is still able to work as a CSI without anyone noticing. I also read a lot of bandslash stuff which totally prompted a dream where I was hanging out with Gerard before he went and killed himself. Which was a downer, I have to say.

Today I've been a total slob and have done nothing constructive at all. Just read and caught up on my shows and read and watched tv, and ate pease pudding sandwiches and read yet more fic. In fact, that's my plan for tonight too.

ETA: msktrnanny I got your card, and confetti *g* Thank you so much!