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Ugh. I cannot believe it took me ten-effing-months to finish this help_japan fic. mainekosama, thank you so much for your enduring patience as I thrashed through real-life drama and major writer’s block. And thank you very, very much for your generous donation!

In recompense, here is a little tale, wherein Gojyo is hot for teacher, and gets felt up on a subway car.

Warnings: Student/teacher shenanigans. Mild underage. Dub-con, depending on your interpretation. Um. I think that’s it.

( Gojyo leaned against the subway pole and stared out the window. )

...oh

Just watched the first episode of the new season of Sherlock.

I need. To lie down with a cold cloth on my head. And possibly a cigaratte.

Also, I might word-vomit all over the place about My Thoughts on Sherlock's Sexuality in the next few days. So. There's...that.

I. Seriously, I am kind of incoherent here. Someone please come flail with me.

'Cause I know you were all just dying to know what happened with the ants in my bedroom.

The pest dude came yesterday, declared that we have rover ants, and busted out the Terro traps. He warned us that thing would seem to get worse before they got better, and not to freak out if we had a steady stream of ants going to and from the bait trap for the next couple of days. Good thing he warned us, because, um. Wow. Those little suckers REALLY like the trap.

There is a steady enough stream of them that I can even identify where they're getting in. Contrary to what I thought, they are NOT slipping in through the window. There is a teensy weensy crack along the floor tiles, right where the tiling meets the wall. Once we're rid of the ants, I'll definitely be filling that in. But for now, the ants are having a gay old time with their new supply of delicious poison.

It's actually fairly entertaining, watching them go to and fro, occasionally stopping to rub up against each other before passing along. I feel a little bit bad about the fact that I'm helping them poison their whole family. But the ants have gotta go, one way or another. So that's that.

Most of the Terro-trap reviews say that the ants usually disappear a day or two after they initially swarm the trap. So, fingers are crossed.

They've fixed almost everything that got fucked up during the Delicious management switcheroo! I can actually use the site again! My bookmarks are intact! *weeps with joy*

You guys, I don't even want to admit how distraught I was when I thought Delicious might've been fucked up for good. I mean, if Delicious went away, where would I find new porn? Thank god it's back!

Oh, look, it's a help_japan fic! And it only took me, oh, five months to finish it. *facepalm*

As you might guess, this story gave me absolute fits. I ended up drafting about a bajillion words of backstory for this thing. None of it really had nothing to do with the actual story at hand, but for some reason I couldn't resist sketching out tons of stuff about this universe, and then it turned out that none of that stuff actually made it into the fic. Wah.

Also, I wanted this to be porn-y, and then it...wasn't. It's not even Hakkai/Gojyo, exactly. Face. Palm. It is, however, what wk_recomend asked for: a mashup of Saiyuki and Inception, and I really had fun playing around with ways to combine the two universes.

wk_recomend, you are a goddess for having so much patience with me as I thrashed this thing into submission. I hope it satisfies, and thank you again for your donation!


( This is how it starts. )

I don't often cut myself while shaving...but when I do, I really fucking gouge myself. Oh, my lord.

I think part of the problem is that I'm too used to shaving with old razors. So when I finally get off my butt and buy a fresh one, I just start digging in as if I'm working with a rusty spoon. Boom: instant fail. Also, I have a high pain tolerance, so I don't realize I've cut myself until I rinse off the shampoo and see blood everywhere.

This is not the first time I've made a total hash of my attempts to remove body hair, but this is the first time I've injured myself so splendidly. I sliced up both my shins, and my right elbow. Awesome! Also, I discovered too late that my first-aid kit is basically empty, so I ended up hopping around, dripping blood everywhere, trying to find some gauze and tape so I could MacGyver up a band-aid.

I'm thinking about switching to waxing, but man. I'd probably give myself second-degree burns. I am feeling sadly inept right now...

Bleehhh. It's allergy season, so I'm going through my yearly round of "I can't breathe and consequently I can't sleep, and the lack of sleep/breathing is making me really depressed and anxious". At least I've figured out that this is a yearly thing my body does, which means that this too shall pass, and one day I shall be able to breathe through my nose and sleep though the night without the aid of multiple pharmaceuticals.

Speaking of multiple pharmaceuticals...I asked my mom to pick my up some Sudafed at the drug store the other day: specifically, the good kind of Sudafed, the kind you have to show an ID to buy because so many people around here apparently enjoy a little meth-producing as a side career. She came back from the pharmacy clutching a bulging bag full of my Sudafed and Midol, along with her (multiple, heavy-duty) migraine medications.

"I think they think I'm some kind of drug lord!" she whispered to me anxiously, as she passed me my share of the loot. She's probably not altogether wrong. Our family get SO MANY prescriptions, it's kind of embarrassing. They actually know us by name and sight at the pharmacy, and this is not a small little neighborhood drugstore. It's one of a big, impersonal chain. Still, I can go into the pharmacy, and any one of the five or so pharmacists on duty will be like, "LOL YOU AGAIN. Here, let me get your stuff for you!" Awkward.

...I don't remember where I was going with this little anecdote, probably because I'm super drugged up. Um.

Wait, no, I remember! I was going to say that, given my current zombie-like state, I've been slow responding to comments and emails and whatnot. I've been particularly slow in finishing up my help_japan fics, and I'm super sorry about that. Jeez. Please forgive me, wk_recomend and mainekosama! I promise I haven't forgotten about you! I'm workin' on it, I swear!

...I think there was something else I was meaning to mention here, but I've forgotten it. lol allergy meds. I think I better do what they say and avoid operating heavy machinery for a while...

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BURNING DESIRE TO WRITE BBC SHERLOCK FIC. PLZ SEND HELP.

...FAILING THAT, PLZ GIVE PROMPTS. KTHX.