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[doyle]

You know how sometimes you write Sumerian on your hand and then realize you lifted the permanent marker from your case by mistake?...

Hmm. Think I'll go and see if this washes off.

Last night thecount_ha started the Macy Gray/Snuffleofagus (how *do* you spell that) that he's been dying to write ever since the dirtywrong100 had a plushies week. We got two lines in of him doing the voices and me transcribing before we hit on the idea of using Sound Recorder. Fanfic mp3s. It could be the wave of the future, if we (by which I mean I) ever stop giggling long enough to finish it. (I will get The Count into writing fanfic yet.)

By the way, anyone in the UK might want to watch Hustle - or as connorbeast and I have dubbed it "Angel, Spike and Lilah as Con Artists", which is a much snappier title. You've got your broody boss, your bleached-blond bucket of snark (complete with near-impenetrable London accent) and your gorgeous, amoral femme fatale. I *love* this show.

(And the pimping, since it's what I do:
Buffy/Giles humour ficathon - signups close tomorrow!
Connor ficathon - mmm, Connor
Significant Others ficathon - because you must all do as I command, mwah)

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[thecount-ha.livejournal.com]

i'm in the library of scientists

[doyle_sb4.livejournal.com]

I'm in the library of the Heaney. Which Pizza Hut, the one by the cinema? Where do you want to meet?

[thecount-ha.livejournal.com]

Do you want to leave any stuff off at your house? Otherwise I can meet you outside the heaney.

[doyle_sb4.livejournal.com]

Right, meet you outside the Heaney, then.

[thecount-ha.livejournal.com]

K. I'll leave now before I buy anything. See you outside in about 10min?

[doyle_sb4.livejournal.com]

Yup.

Mmm, pizza. Which will make up for me throwing the Yellow pages across the room last night because nobody would deliver after midnight. Just because I turn into a gremlin...