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[threeplusfire]

It's Christmas morning, there's and orange and white cat my lap, trying to lick my fingers as I type. Jacks is right, he is much more important than the laptop. His eyes are a cinnamon color I've never seen before. Such a long tail he has too. (he jumped off after my sister long enough for me to fix all the typos in this entry)

A large chunk of my next chapter is written, but I'm taking the time to polish it a little, flesh it out with some flourishes and swirls. But by tonight it should be up.

Merry Christmas livejournal land.