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I just got back from a family friend's housewarming party out in Woop Woop, Northern Beaches.There were just the two of us and my brother under the age of thirty, so we retreated upstairs where Anna introduced me to Friends. I then discovered that I have been spending too much time on the internet, as I immediately got the urge to read Chandler/Joey fanfiction (look, they kissed, alright! It's more than I saw from Ross and Rachel!). Please kill me now.
Also, signups for
apocalyptothon stay open till the start of May, I think. I tried to write four really good prompts so that I'll get an awesome fic no matter what, but the problem with that is that three of them won't be written. And frankly, come August first if nobody's done my bandom request I'm going to have to do it myself, because I cannot live without the image of Amanda Palmer in a ninja headband shouting "Harmonize, you pussies!" at Brendon Urie and Ryan Ross as Gabe Saporta sings "I want these motherfucking tentacle monsters off this motherfucking plane! The power of the cobra compels you!" at a slimy thing.
Pretty much the same thing goes for Michael Weston in the event of a zombie apocalypse.
Also, signups for
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Pretty much the same thing goes for Michael Weston in the event of a zombie apocalypse.