The 35th Precinct

Quite frankly, I am surprised at the reception my CSI: NY/HP crossover idea got. I expected it to be laughed out of the room. What sold it? The fighting salad? Anyway, I'm going to start on it with the advent of the new year, but first, I have to get a leg up on the following:

-SLS 53

-hexennacht's George/Draco/Sorting Hat "drabble" cum one-shot

-September When It Comes V

-Going Under(Flackfic)

I'm not sure what the rating will be, but unless I'm seized by a hormonal mania induced by seeing Eddie Cahill in hockey pants, I'd wager an R(FRM) for violence, gore, and angst. If people want porn, chances are that my journal and fic are not their first stop.

I went shopping today for Christmas booty, but I doubt much it will make it to Christmas. The CSI Season Five has already fallen prey to my greedy, cold clutches, and the lure of Eddie Cahill, sweaty and sans shirt, is proving hard to resist. Oh, well, it'll just have to be Christmas all month long at Casa Guera.

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