I don't know how many of you know that I [sort of embarrassingly] proofread my fic by reading it aloud in a British accent. [albeit, a bad one]

I've been working for a YEAR on an Irish one. No, silly, not CONTINUOUSLY for a year. Just... sometimes. But it's been really hard. I mean, I've been practicing my British accent since I was eleven [can we say Duran Duran??] - so I've got that to work against. ;)

But! I've almost got it! w00t! And it's horrendously bad, but I feel like every seventeenth word is spot on. :)) Y'know, to my crap American ear. Just before St. Patrick's Day. :) I feel like drinking some green beer.

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~hearts_n_roses? No words. Honey, I just don't have any of the right words. I'm angry and frustrated and just fed up for you and if I feel this way, I can't imagine how you feel. So... know that I'm thinking of you so deeply and I'm writing something for you, alright? I just... feel the need to do something. ♥