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Jun. 22nd, 2008 09:59 amOww ow ow. Is it possible to get a charley horse in one's shoulder? All I was doing was standing at the kitchen counter, minding my own business, and something creaked in my left shoulder and now -- well, NOW I'm doped up on muscle relaxants so I'm okay, but fifteen minutes ago I was focusing on my breathing so as not to freak out at how much it hurt. It feels like a muscle cramp, so I'm putting heat on it and hydrating thoroughly.
Meanwhile...
Last night, in the Three Things post, we were discussing the possibility of Jack sleeping with a clone of himself, and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
martyfan linked me to a list of fanfics where Jack crosses his own timeline and propositions himself. So many of them were so sad, or at best bittersweet, that I felt compelled to write a funny one. I hate my brain sometimes.
Anyway, here it is. Rated PG, spoilers for the season finale of Torchwood, nothing further.
( Won't You Come Home To Me )
Meanwhile...
Last night, in the Three Things post, we were discussing the possibility of Jack sleeping with a clone of himself, and
martyfan linked me to a list of fanfics where Jack crosses his own timeline and propositions himself. So many of them were so sad, or at best bittersweet, that I felt compelled to write a funny one. I hate my brain sometimes.Anyway, here it is. Rated PG, spoilers for the season finale of Torchwood, nothing further.
( Won't You Come Home To Me )
