![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm drenched, from breast to hip, and it's ALL YOUR FAULT, my beloved flist!
I was filling my water pitcher (a big ass aluminum thing, so it takes a few minutes) and thinking out some pornishy dialogue - more Peter!Glasses and Neal!Lust, with Watching!El, when the payroll manager comes upside my blindspot and says "hello."
I screamed, and jerked back the pitcher, which was nearly full. It' splashed all over me. I'm wet and not in a good way.
Thanks again, and love you to bits, flist.
no subject
Date: 2010-03-24 07:07 pm (UTC)