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Today I bring you two important life lessons, courtesy of Kat's School of Painfully Acquired Life Wisdom. (Our motto: "Oh My God I Am Such a Dumbfuck")

Lesson One: Do not lock yourself out of your house on a five-below-zero Christmas Eve. ( Our story continues... )

Holy. Mother. Of God.

I just read the ds_seekritsanta story written for me. And I am -- my god. Wrecked. Ripped open, gutted, my heart shredded into a million bits, and full of joy.

What an amazing story, what an amazing gift, for the whole fandom. People? I don't care if you're basically slashers and put off by the Vecchio/Stella billing, I don't care if you're basically RayK people and not so much about the Vecchio. This story is fucking *phenomenal*. And to the author, whoever you may be (I don't know for sure, though I have some hunches *g*) -- thank you. Thank you, thank you. I am *humbled*.

I was going to read a whole bunch more of the other stories, but I don't know if I can now. I feel like I need to sit quietly for a while, and let this soak in deeply, and just *feel* it.