Swab

[lady_t_220]

In the flumping stakes, I'm actually feeling better than I was. I'm quite glad it's just proving to be a gungy head-cold rather than anything more serious (though the others seem to be developing a wonderful cough right now, I'm hoping I can avoid that...)

In more surprising news, someone finally found the very upper limits of my squick-tolerance last night. Jag, you can stop writing your intentionally squicky thing, someone just beat you to it. It's not often I will consider someone to be a genuinely sick bastard, fully worthy of the misery they feel like they wallow in, but yup... found it.
*squibs*

Eeugh, sometimes the world of fic really scrapes some barrels, that's all I'm gonna' say.

*douses PC in Dettol*

Comments

[sweptawaybayou.livejournal.com]

Okay. . .you can't write all that and not provide an example. . .WHAT are you talking about? What story? Was it really that bad? Slash? Hmmmmm, I'm trying to figure out what would squick you out that much. . .

[lady-t-220.livejournal.com]

It was self-insertion taken to a whole new level of ick-ness.

[jaguarx13.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I concur. You can't dangle that and leave us hanging. I really need to know if it was anywhere close to what I was planning - and if it *is*...I will then have to say that I thought of it first of course, lol.

[lady-t-220.livejournal.com]

Eeugh, you'll have to mail me privately about that one, Jag, cause I'm NOT going to talk about it here. >.<