Whyfor do you hate me, internet connection? Whyfor do you cut out and leave me for days, then swan back into my life without explanation for your absence? Haven't I always been good to you baby? Haven't I spent literally hours roaming all over you? Haven't I looked at pictures of things that have scarred my brain for LIFE for you? Whyfor ya gotta treat me like this?
And, as well as my erstwhile dear buggering off and leaving me, I have also had to deal with something that made me want to smash my head against the nearest concrete surface – you know Schrödinger's Bat? You know how it was finished? You know I was posting it? Yeah...
You know how other people's computers will sometimes infect your data key and corrupt all the data?
*completely hysterical laughter*
Yes. I am now in the position of trying to paste this fic back together from various drafts and remember how the large amount that I hadn't got backed up elsewhere went. (I am backing up at every third fucking keystroke from now on – I lost other stuff as well and have spent a few days in a VERY bad mood.)
So this one is on hiatus AGAIN, and I'm seriously starting to think it doesn't want to be told at all. I'm not even going to speculate when it'll be up, though I do have time to work on it so hopefully soon. Teach me to post it all the second it's finished next time.
Really, words cannot express how hacked off I am about this. Happy frickin Birthday to me :(
In the meantime, here's the rimming extract, which was saved elsewhere (thank you fredbasset! If it wasn't for puppy peeing on the carpet that bit would probably have gone as well!). I'm gonna post this because I thought some of you might reach through the internet and strangle me otherwise :)
I've been catching up on the comment porn thread that fred started and there's some brilliant stuff on there. I am most upset that I didn't get to play.
And I was going to introduce you all to the wonders of Oliver Leek porn *sulks*
(no, not really! I'm not that twisted)