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Man, did I mistakenly put on my eau du fuck-with-me cologne this morning?

I have literally been bothered by strangers wanting to talk to me since I left my apartment this morning. Guy on bike in park wanted to know where I was going or possibly wanted my wallet; once I told him to fuck off he pulled his bike in front of me and tried to stop me, so I pushed his bike over. I sense a flaw in your cunning plan, sir.

Got in a cab to get away from yelling guy on (well, now, off) bike, and usually cabdrivers in Chicago are either quiet or talking to someone on their bluetooth. This cabdriver decided to tell me about how he has two wives and eight children. Used to be nine but one of them died. Also the healing powers of coconut oil. Awkward cab ride.

Escaped him and was followed by a person asking me for a dollar (which I do not have and told her so, having given the bigamist cab driver my only twenty) literally to the door of my building.

Never going outside again. Outside is horrible.

More Than A Little True (What's Your Number, Colin/Ally)

Title: More Than A Little True
Rating: R
Summary: Colin is going to figure out what Ally's mom's deal is if it kills him.
Notes: SUPER OBSCURE FANDOM FANFIC AHOY
Warnings: Accidental involuntary drug use; medical issues involving a pregnancy. Nobody dies or is assaulted or more than temporarily unhappy, I promise.

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I have 11 completed fanfics to post.

Well, now I have 10.

(Most of them are short and none of them are "new" per se, so I guess enjoy this new one while it lasts, if you can.)

This is fanfic of the film What's Your Number, because I am a shameful person. You may enjoy it even if you haven't seen the film, and I can't really in good conscience recommend you see the film. It's not a good film, you guys.


Title: More Than A Little True
Rating: R
Summary: Colin is going to figure out what Ally's mom's deal is if it kills him.
Warnings: Accidental involuntary drug use; medical issues involving a pregnancy. Nobody dies or is assaulted or more than temporarily unhappy, I promise.

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