I realized yesterday that I have over 1000 words of the sexpollen just from comments. When I realized that I needed like, four times that many, it was less comforting than you'd think. So I started comment ficcing this other thing, (where Arthur hates Eames' stupid shirts, but mostly because they're comfortable) and now it's 1400 words, and still needs... A lot more. I don't know. I thought it was done and just needed a little polishing!

Woo CA!