Fic: Kindle

Disclaimer: Not mine
Classification: Angst, Apocalyps fic
Rating: PG
Set/Spoilers: Set somewhere after Season 8, no real spoilers beside ranks.
Summary: His knees have ached for a whole week now, letting him know that he really is too old to pick up this way of life.

A/N: Thanks to my beta splash_the_cat. According to her this fic is both gen, ship and OT3. So I guess, it's a little bit for everyone.

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So I have gathered a bunch of clothes. I am recharging batteries. I know what books to bring with. Made up a list of what my mom should tape for me. Hmmmmm. *stares* Anything else? I'm getting the feeling that I'm forgetting something.

Am going to House of the Flying Daggers tonight with An. Yaaaaaaay!

*stares*

Request

Oh! Nearly forgot.

If anyone writes fic when I'm gone, can you please pretty please reply to this post with a link to it so I can catch up when I get the time? I don't want to miss out on fic. Esp not girl!Jack. ;o)

I would be ever so grateful. Thank you. *knuffels*

Marriage

Found this remark somewhere on lj: "Marriage is defined by God, not by Man."

I really suggest that said persons who use this type of banner look up the actual history of marriage (which I should do myself too). Sure, church made it their own but marriage is not something typical to christianity. The evolutions in marriage in christianity have shifted as well. I think this is very much a thing made by man and not by god.

Yes, I'm still here and kinda too nervous to do anything. EEEEEEEEEEEE!