Somebody write me "The Ballad of Ronon and Sheppard", plskthnx.
At any rate, things were going well. And then, things came to a screeching halt. Because, folks, then came the Surprise!Buttsecks. But not just any buttsecks, oh no. Surprise!Buttsecks of the Wincestuous variety.
Now, this is not the first time I have been Wincested on the sly. Remembering my previous encounter, and reliving it today, I just wanted to whip up a quick plea for the folks on my f-list who may write in that arena: please, please warn for Wincest (or Weasleycest, or Petrillicest, or Crazy Space Incest). Even if it's just in the pairing rundown. I practice the "don't like, don't read" method, since it's my mammoth squick but may not be yours, but it's hard to avoid if you don't know there's a reason to.
Also, my grand plan for data rescue did not work. *insert sad face here* Am now contemplating calling in the Geek Squad (and being sad that they are not the Nerd Herd, as Chuck would make this whole process slightly more bearable).
