You Know What I Hate?

I hate it when people make me feel bad or guilty. In this instance, for not doing something or for not showing the right amount of enthusiasm for something.

I'm sorry I didn't jump up and down for joy when you said you'd help set me up to rake/pick up piles of leaves/sticks/etc. in the heat (which I hate) and the wind (which I hate even more). But I did say I'd do it. So don't go being all grumbly about it just because I wasn't all, "Okay! Let's go! Yea, yard maintenance!"

Now, excuse me while I go watch more Red Dwarf and pick stickers out of my hands.

NCIS Drabble: Attention Span

Going through older word documents. Mostly the ones that have incomplete bits of writing.

So, random NCIS porny Tony/Tim drabble. Apparently it's from last November. I changed a few things, hit 100 words. It's a Tim I enjoy seeing. And writing. Kind of a lot, actually. (See, particularly, Any Other Name.)

I like titling things, but am not always very good at it. So that may change.

( Attention Span )