manlust therapy
Feb. 9th, 2005 11:05 pmomg, I feel so strangely revitalised after my 45 minutes in the fritter bank, copying and pasting urls to Mackenzie lust pics! I feel almost normal, and I have to say I haven't felt normal in a while, what with my non-paper-writing panic attacks and my alienesque forays into SHINK SHINING. (Why can I never write that in non-caps, and why did I just write SHINK and not SINK? T'mysteries of t'stepfordish brain.) I feel beleaguered, I'm preparing teaching at 10.30 pm, I'm shirking, but oh, it's manlust shirk.
Maybe, maybe, maybe. One of these days.
I will write fic again.
*ogles her Draco*
*imagines those slim fingers entwined with beefy ones*
*feels faint*
*resists the temptation to go and find fingerpics of beefy boxers and to to her My Pictures page to check what on earth that Dudley boxer's rps model's name was*
Maybe, maybe, maybe. One of these days.
I will write fic again.
*ogles her Draco*
*imagines those slim fingers entwined with beefy ones*
*feels faint*
*resists the temptation to go and find fingerpics of beefy boxers and to to her My Pictures page to check what on earth that Dudley boxer's rps model's name was*