Giles/Xander watcher

Work tomorrow. Oh joy.

The pneumonia has subsided to a bad head cold. This is something I can cope with. Yay antibiotics! In revenge for my two weeks of misery, I am writing fic set in rain-soaked Wiltshire fields, and under them. Oh, ho.

I remind you that if you have not yet requested a fic for the spam upcoming later this month, you can do so here. No promises, but I will try. Several of the prompts already given me fill me with glee, just so you know.

Scent: I can't smell anything at all, and haven't been able to for two weeks, but nonetheless I live in hope. I have ordered a couple of things scent unsniffed from CB I Hate Perfume.
  • Current Music: Falling : Malory : Not Here Not Now (Re-mastered) [Bonus Tracks]
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