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Things I Want
Apr. 9th, 2008 06:16 pmI want these dishes to wash themselves.
I want to know who is remixing me for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
remixredux08 and what story she or he has chosen. I realize that actually knowing this right now would violate both the letter and the spirit of RemixRedux, but that realization does not stop me from wanting it. Ah well. This want will be satisfied in time.
I want the hair-dye universe (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
xaipw knows what I'm talking about) to either vacate my brain or turn itself into a fic that would meet one of my RSL BD Fic commitments.
I want to apologize to those to whom I made RSL BD Fic commitments for the continued delay in getting those fulfilled. I very much appreciate the donation you made and am honored you chose me to write you a fic. The delay is me getting wrapped around the axle, nothing to do with you. Sorry.
I want significantly more people to leave me comments on "In for a Pound," although I'm resigned that it may not happen.
I want you to have a very pleasant evening. And for me to have one, too.
PS. My husband and son are playing a game called "Tickle Tongue." If I didn't know Mr. Laundry, I might find that disturbing.
I want to know who is remixing me for
remixredux08 and what story she or he has chosen. I realize that actually knowing this right now would violate both the letter and the spirit of RemixRedux, but that realization does not stop me from wanting it. Ah well. This want will be satisfied in time.I want the hair-dye universe (
xaipw knows what I'm talking about) to either vacate my brain or turn itself into a fic that would meet one of my RSL BD Fic commitments.I want to apologize to those to whom I made RSL BD Fic commitments for the continued delay in getting those fulfilled. I very much appreciate the donation you made and am honored you chose me to write you a fic. The delay is me getting wrapped around the axle, nothing to do with you. Sorry.
I want significantly more people to leave me comments on "In for a Pound," although I'm resigned that it may not happen.
I want you to have a very pleasant evening. And for me to have one, too.
PS. My husband and son are playing a game called "Tickle Tongue." If I didn't know Mr. Laundry, I might find that disturbing.