"...you have reached ritual sacrifice. for goats, press one, or say 'goats'..."

Goodbye, lung. *coughs*

I didn't need you anyway.

Fred: [after Angel has been turned into a puppet] Oh, my God! Angel you're... cute.
Angel: Fred, don't.
Fred: Oh, but the little hands! And the hair.
Angel: Hey! You're fired.

To Do List

Bunch of stuff I need to do today when I return from uni.

+ Finish updating Fic Index. (19 fics to go!)

+ Post next chapter of "Clear As Day" (Mac/Stella).

+ Check "Realisation" (Mal/Inara), make any edits for the next part and prepare for posting.

+ Check Blackboard for any uni stuff needs reading for next week.

+ Type and record fic from June/July and add to getyourwordsout spreadsheet.

+ Write more Fred/Wes and Angel fic before finishing the series and inspiration runs dry. Any pairings you want to see? Let me know, I might get around to it.

In other news I'm feeling a lot better today. Cough is not too bad this morning (though I still think it'll be a few days before it's completely gone) and crappy mood is gone. Must've needed the extra sleep. 9 hours last night! :)