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Wooh. It's been a day alright. I am so glad to be off work tomorrow, though I don't get a full-fledged me day till Friday. Not that I mind, of course. I mean, I'm entirely psyched about tomorrow.

Anyway, I had SuperCoffee today, and trained at Alterra. And yes, those two are very much connected. My mom's boss paid for the coffee, and I agreed to bring it to St. Paul's when I returned from Alterra. So I was driving around Milwaukee getting kinda a little but not really lost with two hot hot hot cups of coffee and one kickass iced mocha (that wound up spilling anyway, though only a little of it) in the car. But it was fun. And I all... wrote. Quite a bit, actually. See the following.

Alright. After a day of serious coffee intake (for my job! I swear!), this happened. But you know what... I actually really like it. And it's actually relatively long... rather than embarassingly short... And links for parts 1-4 are up along with 5's entry. (Because I know I forgot to tack 4's notice up here. And 3 as well.)

Title: Psalms to the Taffrail - 5 (Subjective Logic)
Author: -M
Rating: PG (*gasp* ...for language. And it's soft PG anyway.)
Pairing: JN/JS
Length: 1,111 words (yes, that's right, exactly 1,111. Completely wacky, utterly unintended. But at least its not SuperShort!)
Warnings: Um. Right. Gratuitous pants?

To the Batcave! (You know, I don't even really like Batman. ...Whatever. When the men with the white van come, I won't fight them. XP)

O.o

*z* I am so incredibly tired and utterly insane... I can feel my braincells leaping out my ears shouting "geronimo!" ...Which reminds me, I should get this posted so Vivs and I can watch Coupling Season 3. Finally. I mean, I've already seen it, but she hasn't. In the meantime, read my hard work, my blood sweat and tea(rs), my dearling babyfic.

Title: Psalms to the Taffrail - 6
Author: -M
Rating: G
Pairing: JN/JS
Length: 833 words
Warnings: Not dishwasher safe

It seems to be hiding behind that fica tree.

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