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Accomplished thus far today:

- finally unblocked myself on Fred/Tara fic
- read lovely Doctor/Rose fic by misbegotten
- wound connorbeast up about Doctor/Rose shipping via MSN. Because he is a boy and boys don't want the Doctor to have girlfriends, or something.

connorbeast says:
arghhh
connorbeast says:
RAGE
doyle says:
LOVE
connorbeast says:
RAGE!!!!
doyle says:
THEIR LOVE IS TRUE AND ETERNAL
connorbeast says:
RAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
doyle says:
I bet they have tons and tons of sex in the TARDIS
connorbeast says:
no
connorbeast says:
no they don't
connorbeast says:
he feeds her and takes her for walks
connorbeast says:
and eventually when she's very old
connorbeast says:
he will take her to the Timelord's vet
connorbeast says:
and have her put down
doyle says:
no he won't because they will get married and have space babies

- stole lots of movie soundtracks from fox1013, who has the best music taste *ever*

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Okay, I've been waiting for the link to go up, because I'm giddy about this fic. Since Angel season 4, I've been having vague thoughts about 'what if Jasmine had never been defeated' and written a couple of fics along those lines, but I've never been totally satisfied with what I've managed to do.

As sometimes happens, someone else *got* it, and it's exactly what I wanted. When glossing was talking about use of multimedia in fic, I had a feeling something was in the works, but I didn't think it'd be Jasmineverse. Let alone Connor/Wesley in the Jasmineverse.

...yeah, hits most of my happy buttons right there, even before you get into the stuff with the wider 'verse and the gospels of Jasmine and what she's done with formatting. (The writing's amazing - guess that goes without saying. Oops, said it anyway.)

De loquente carne by glossing. Jasmine is love.

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( Music meme, from everyone )

* There really is a scientist in my pants. Sadly, she's me.