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[turps]

We all slept in so badly this morning. I woke at 7:15 and James needed to be at work for 8. I didn't even hit snooze, just slept through the alarm for over an hour.

We're supposed to be taking stuff to the dump later, but I'm dragging today and that may not happen. We really do need to go through. Okay, so, a few months ago James got into freecycle and got a lot of stuff. Including a sweet exercise bike that gets used a lot, but also, one day someone said they had a rowing machine. How he'd ever use one I don't know, but he wanted one, so off he went. And came back with this thing, which wasn't a rowing machine, but a skiing machine. But, not a modern one, oh no, this thing looked like something from the dark ages. It's made of wood, has a huge padded leather chest piece, all these straps and chains and looks exactly like some kind of bizarre sex machine. In fact, I wouldn't be at all surprised if 'using the skiing machine' had been some kind of euphemism for throwing someone onto the leather pad, tying up their legs and fucking them within an inch of their lives.

It's been sitting in the spare room ever since. Like some kind of looming sexual presence, goodness knows what the window cleaner thinks when he looks in, what with the Nsync covered walls and that thing taking up all the floor space. So it's getting dumped, and you know how you look to see what people are chucking away? Well, we'll be the people apparently disposing of a wooden sex machine of much wrongness.

I need coffee, or to go back to bed.

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[turps33.livejournal.com]

Lazy mornings are lovely, though mine is stretching to a lazy afternoon and I'm still not pulled right. I need a bucket of coffee. Two buckets of coffee. It's just that kind of day.

I shall!

[sperrywink]

Love, love, love the icon!

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Isn't it adorable? It was an era of much hotness for them both.

I'm in the middle of a love affair with Spencer, and Mikey and Brendon and Ryan and Frank and Pete and....

It just goes on :D

[sperrywink]

Although I am one of the few people who prefers Spencer with the beard, they both do look super hot in your icon. Mmmmm.

I don't know who I am in love with at the moment. Mikey and Spencer for sure, even though I am blocked on writing Mikey at the moment, but I may be falling back into my Criminal Minds phase. Ah, the joys of multi-fannishness!

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I think you should try Spencer/Spencer!

[sperrywink]

They are both from Vegas, hee! And we all know how I love Spencer Reid crossovers.

It is certainly a thought that will keep me entertained through work today!

[turps33.livejournal.com]

*chin hands*

Tell me how they'd meet :)

[sperrywink]

Well! Spencer Smith's grandmother is ill and needs to be put in a nursing home (senility maybe?). The one his parents decide on, just happens to be the same one Spencer Reid's mother is in. Reid is in town visiting his mother, she forgets him again and he gets a little upset, so he is leaving the building in a rush and not looking where he is going and slams right into Spencer Smith. Spencer gets a grip on Reid, preventing him from falling over as Reid apologies profusely.

When their eyes finally lock, there is a spark.

*g*

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Oh! Yes! Of course there would be a spark! It would be glorious. Spencer Smith with his ready beaming smile and Reid babbling on and just &hearts

[lazydwarf.livejournal.com]

If I water and feed this bit, will it grow to a whole story? Cause yum.

[sperrywink]

Well, the idea has already grown and morphed into a case!fic, so it's currently weed-like in it's growth!

But we'll see if it actually makes it to the finish.

*g*

[lazydwarf.livejournal.com]

::hands you chocolate and soda and sugar and anything else that might help you along with finishing it::

Yummy.

[sperrywink]

Certainly can't hurt. *gnoshes the soda and chocolate and sugar*

Hee!

[lazydwarf.livejournal.com]

I think my brain just short circuited. ZZZzzzZZZ

[turps33.livejournal.com]

I know, right?!