So ... sometimes I really hate how I keep almost all of my fannish stuff on my desktop rather than my laptop. Most of my classes today were unexpectedly canceled, and if I could do whatever I want, I'd update
iconzero with more icons. But I can't. Second choice would be to continue on with the epic tale of the TRUE
LOVE HOT SEX of Evan Lorne and Dean Winchester*, but that too is trapped on the immobile unit. I could, I guess, email it to myself sometime, but that would make entirely too much sense.
*Blame
exitsign.
You cannot resist the Lizzorne. THE LIZZORNE COMPELS YOU. To do what, I'm not sure, but that's the nature of the Lizzorne. It is not to be questioned ... just to be savored.