Another joy of essentially managing people is having the dubious honor of being the one to whip out the checkbook for expensive junk like golf outings, pizza for everyone, et cetera. I don't even want to GO to that golf outing, and who had to shell out the green for it today? I'll get reimbursed... in a couple of weeks... and in the meantime that was about half my paycheck gone to something that is Right and Proper but not something I am looking forward to in the least. Meh.
Anyway, some time back (last
fe_contest challege?) I mentioned I was toying with a crack!fic about Ephraim. This isn't exactly what I was working on then, but it came together in a much cleaner way and managed to incorporate another idea I've been playing with, that of time-traveling Anna and Jake. Anyway, it's kind of crack!fic with a moral, in that Ephraim needs to ditch the whole "I'm gonna be a mercenary when I grow up" bullcrap and embrace his destiny and all that baggage. But mostly it was fun to write.
And hey, Eph made it through an entire 'fic of mine without kicking the bucket. Drinks all around, boys!
Anyway, some time back (last
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And hey, Eph made it through an entire 'fic of mine without kicking the bucket. Drinks all around, boys!