The problem really is that at heart I'm an optimist, and I love people. And believe they are perfectible.
Wait. This is a problem?
I'm a fluff-merchant. I better learn to deal with it.
BG ficathon story at 4700 words and chugging. Have an interesting pairing for the Giles round at hetfic_minis. Have four million things I'd like to be writing now instead of whatever it is I'm doing. Maybe I'll get to head home some time soon.
Random: DJ Kitteh. Let this one roll for minute. For some reason this amused me unreasonably.