Or maybe, you know, swoon on a fainting couch somewhere with an embroidered handkerchief and an overly sweetened cup of tea.

Don't forget the smelling salts. Nasty stuff. And thanks! This little project turned out much better than I'd hoped (or expected). And I'm full of angst. Yay angst!

I like you. I like you shiny, pretty, evilly angsty brain. *beams*

*blushes*

GO Team Angst!!!