Christmas wish

It is Christmastime, which means that 'tis the season to receive half a dozen beefcake calendars via friends' email. As I flipped through the firemen one the other day, my office mate looking over my shoulder oohing and aahing while my own heart just went ho-hum, I wondered: okay, here's the Buff Firemen calendar, and there's the Brad Pitt solo calendar, and the Random Hot Italian Model calendar, but where oh where is the Pale Skinny Nerdy Dark-Haired Possibly Bespectacled Guy calendar? 'Cause that's what I really want.

I run true to form, you see. It's not only Harry Potter, though of course secretly HP is just my type. (I am so very predictable.) And I figure if there isn't a PSNDHPSG calendar floating around out there, and as far as I know, there isn't, then by gosh, I shall just have to make myself one.

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I posted to my fandom lj this morning, for the first time in a year and a half. And due to the nature of the post, there were lots of comments, from total strangers and also people I've missed very much, and as they filled my inbox, I felt the irresistible pull of fandom, and at the same time the tremendous free-floating anxiety that characterized my last (active) months as a part of it. Thank goodness for this journal; just looking at my nice manageable friends page and my lovely friends is calming me down a little. *holds your hands tight*