... *beats head against wall*

Someone needs to stop me before I get mean about certain fandom-related things. No wank! No wankage from the bunny! *thudthudthud*

This post does not apply to anyone on my flist, just in case. I'm just being... well, I'm building up some good hatin' at the moment. Maybe it's because I don't want to read for Sales this afternoon.

To make this post happy... uhhh... the banana nut loaf from Starbucks is surprisingly moist and flavorful.

*wasting time in class*

Huh... I'm actually using my laptop to type down notes for class. Of course, it makes perfect cover for when I dabble about online. X3

Anyway, we're gonna play a sort of choose your own adventure thing, so I can figure out what to do tonight after I have my nap. *shines!* That, and I feel like making a poll. Because polls are cool.

( What should Sera write tonight? )

Huh... I think the poll is flawed. Everyone on my flist is a sick sick little moo-cow (my favorite new phrase!) and everyone is probably going to vote for the autoerotic asphixiation. So, if you DO vote for that fic, go ahead and comment and pick something else because that sort of pervosity requires a certain type of mood that I might not be in tonight. Plus, I might write more than one thing.

#^^#

Teh Pr0n Godz have spoken!

Not only has The Best Week Ever declared "Pretty Boys" to have had the best week ever, now I'm watching VH-1's special on the 40 Most Awesomely Bad Dirty Songs Ever.

This is a divine sign. I must write smut.

*munches ham&cheese sandwiches and looks to the polls*

... wow, the Roy/Ed smuttage beat out the autoerotic asphixiation. I never would have thought.