I refuse to write a Mary Sue, but in my fantasies I am one.

:gets a *very* guilty look:

you know, reading the things you put up i'm almost amazed at how many i can apply to myself. is there something about slash (specifically, potter slash) that attracts people like us?

and- and i think that i definitely *do* want to visit you, even if it's only a year off. for you i will brave the midwest and your frightening stories about pig farmers (i think i was fine until then) and ear fetishes. but even more amazing, for you i *will* brave the local post office and the desk clerk whose face resembles that of a stunned wombat whenever i walk in. despite the fact i can speak to him in his own language. because this does not apparently matter. o.O

oh, and in advance- i'm sorry that the cd-rw isn't a cd-r. my bad. *_*;