So I promised noeon I'd post my H/D club!fic tonight before I went to bed, but I've realized there's a scene that's bugging me and I'm not entirely certain why, so I want to sleep on it. (And, seriously, if anyone can tell me how a short little PWP ficlet meant for Draco's birthday has somehow managed to hit twelve freaking thousand words I'd love to know. /0\ I fail so hard at the concept of PWP, you guys. OMG SO HARD.)

Anyway. Shall be attempting to fix that scene tomorrow at lunch, then having ze_dragon post it for me later in the afternoon, knock wood, as a) I want the damn thing done and away from my tinkering so I can focus on other fics, and b) we're busing down to New Jersey after I get off work to see a sold out Old 97s show Saturday night at Maxwell's with djinnj. \0/ CAN. NOT. WAIT. Really, I would be happiest if I could just quit my job and follow them around the country like a Deadhead. Why, oh why, am I not independently wealthy? *cries*

Ah well. For now, bed. If I can get the cat to move off my pillow. *eyes him balefully*

*tries to decide whether to use a Rhett icon or a H/D icon*

*decides to split the difference and use a Rhett-as-Harry icon FTW*