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    <title>missbuster replied to your post “weekend</title>
    <published>2019-05-05T17:17:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">via &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/2vCa7Bd"&gt;http://bit.ly/2vCa7Bd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missbuster replied to your post “weekend errands”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds like Great Lakes Gothic to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that does sum it up, doesn’t it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my laundry hung out today, no problem, but I had to do it in galoshes because it’s three inches of mud in that yard at the moment. Makes laundry a little higher-stakes; if you drop anything you don’t even get a second, it’s got to go straight back in the wash if it so much as brushes against the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=dragonlady7&amp;ditemid=3162247" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>THIS EXCERPT IS BEAUTIFUL AND I CAN'T WAIT FOR THIS FIC</title>
    <published>2016-02-02T04:22:57Z</published>
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    <content type="html">via &lt;a href="http://ift.tt/23FGTw1"&gt;http://ift.tt/23FGTw1&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this bit and I was like LOL self, that’s so fucking stupid, that’s totally not going to make the final draft. But I kind of. I can’t make myself delete it. It’s like. It’s my ship manifesto. It’s the clearest vision I had of what it’s like to be a Stormtrooper. (OK, this, and the snuggle barracks bench from the French &amp;amp; Indian War-era fort near my house, where it’s just a six-foot-wide bench along the wall that everyone sleeps on, and Stormtroopers are totally used to that. A snugglier form of space travel.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK. Finn has no personal boundaries. This is my most enduring headcanon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So this is really weird for you people, huh?” Finn asked, when he figured enough time had passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We really don’t shit socially,” Poe said. “It’s not just me being a prude. We’re pretty much all gonna think it’s weird.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Huh,” Finn said. He looked around. “So I’ve had to learn a lot of new stuff here, and I think this? This might be the weirdest thing. It’s a bodily function! It’s a thing literally everyone does! Why do you have to go do it secretly?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s probably the most intensely private thing we do,” Poe said. “Nudity, most of us get over that. Sex, whatever. But I don’t think I’ve ever in my life been in the same room as another adult while taking a crap.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finn thought about it a moment. “Babies, though! They just shit themselves all the time, don’t tell me that freaks you people out?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, fuck me,” Poe said, “you just made me think about the fact that Leia fucking Organa has changed my shitty diapers in my life, and a big part of what I do here in the Resistance is avoid thinking about that.” He was laughing helplessly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can’t help what I do,” Finn said, amused. “I mean, I guess that gives me context, though. She has dealt with your literal shit, and you’d die for her. That’s a hell of a bond.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s not why,” Poe said, indignant but also possibly dying of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, no,” Finn said, “that’s totally it. The shit-bond. It’s sacred to your people. I get it now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dragonlady7.dreamwidth.org/file/106548.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=dragonlady7&amp;ditemid=122693" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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