omg i am ill

1. OH HAI ALL YOU PEOPLES, IT WAS GREAT HAVING YOU ABOOT FOR THE RPF CARNIVALE. WE ALL HAD A CHUPACABRA OF A GOOD TIME AND SOME GREAT SHIT CAME OUT OF IT. Over thirty pieces of RPF and I think John Barrowman was in all but one. WHAT. THE. FUCK. LAWL. The entry has a master list under the cut, if you want to peruse the titles for anything you might have missed.

Likewise, if you want to de-anon, drop me a note so I can change your name from "anon" to..uhm, your name. And if you end up posting the story elsewhere and would like me to link to that instead of your story on the thread, drop me a line at amandr at gmail dot com.

2. Being online all weekend has exhausted me. I'm typing this Saturday night so that I don't have to be online long Monday. I shall predict that in the future (now) we have hover cars and live off of a bagel byproduct.

3. And then, AND THEN--blue_fjords has asked me some questions. ( You know how I love me some questions. )

I feel as if I have accomplished much. I cannot ask questions of you people, because I simply have nothing! So in lack of that, I present that poem thing meme, but with something much more comprehensible:

Again the old dream came to me:
'Twas May; the world was vernal;
We sat beneath the linden tree
And pledged a faith eternal.

Great love and a deathless oath we swore.
And that I might ne'er forget it,
With a passionate kiss and a thousand more
You took my hand and bit it.

Oh sweetheart with the lips that cling,
With eyes so clear and merry,
The oath was quite the proper thing
The bite, unnecessary !

--Heinrich Heine, Book of Songs

LAWL. Imma go clean my hovercar.

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Okay, so potty training is setting us back, again and again, and mum thinks it's the pull ups and I'm at the point where I agree with her.

Can anyone recommend effective training pants? They must be:

1. fairly waterproof and washable.
2. Uncomfortable. Seriously, I can't make her do anything she doesn't want to do, but I can make it an unhappy thing.

I'm amazingly frustrated right now. Fuckbears.

I also don't want to talk about it, really, so if you know of training pants, that's cool, but anything else potty related I'm not in the mood for. Sorry.