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So, I'm supposed to be doing laundry and shit so I can go to Portland on Tuesday. I am being severely slowed down by the fact that the lift is broken, and will not be repaired until Monday. Which, fine. I can do the laundry I need on Monday night before I leave, and all that, but still.

That is two flights of stairs. Not a lot, but the only reason we agreed to a second-storey flat was because there's a lift. Because, you know, mobility issues of the hip, knee, and back variety FUCKING SUCK. lajesfio nasnfj;sejd;lfkaLFHFJLKAjkla


In other news, I am having my arse kicked by a fic right now. This may actually be the most difficult casefic I've ever attempted. But there are far too few casefics in the KKBB fandom, which is something I would like to discuss at length in a while, but not today. Because there is a lot of discussing to be had on that one, and I want to devote an entire post to it.


ETA: I went straight for the Pascalls. Oh my god, new favourite sweet, right there. Fucking hell, NZ has the best sweets.