And I don't even have to worry about tomorrow.
I will, of course, but I don't have to. ;)
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I have also, somehow, managed to spontaneously generate structure. No idea how that happened. Hee. ^.^
Had a three-day weekend. Have another one starting Friday, and want desperately not to have to go to work tomorrow. Laid around all morning, finally sat down around one to watch Supernatural. I got through all but the last seven episodes of season one, and will probably watch those tomorrow, but don't worry, mik100, I'll mail the others back in the morning, so that's three discs you can check off your list.
And while we're on the subject, I hate you, mik100, because I am having plotbunnies that involve, as all my fic these days involves, crossovers, and diagrams, and I simply don't have time right now, so seriously, you need to talk to the plotbunnies and tell them that angsty brothers chasing demons fic is not on the menu right now, and that they'd better get back to working on manifesting themselves as children at a boarding school creatively murdering each other, and quick, or they're fired. I know they're yours, don't you sit there looking all innocent.
If I dream about Sam and Dean Winchester fighting twelve-year-olds dressed in medieval armour while a school burns in the background, I'm blaming you.
Nearly eleven. Time for bed.
23,712 / 50,000
(47.4%)
I have also, somehow, managed to spontaneously generate structure. No idea how that happened. Hee. ^.^
Had a three-day weekend. Have another one starting Friday, and want desperately not to have to go to work tomorrow. Laid around all morning, finally sat down around one to watch Supernatural. I got through all but the last seven episodes of season one, and will probably watch those tomorrow, but don't worry, mik100, I'll mail the others back in the morning, so that's three discs you can check off your list.
And while we're on the subject, I hate you, mik100, because I am having plotbunnies that involve, as all my fic these days involves, crossovers, and diagrams, and I simply don't have time right now, so seriously, you need to talk to the plotbunnies and tell them that angsty brothers chasing demons fic is not on the menu right now, and that they'd better get back to working on manifesting themselves as children at a boarding school creatively murdering each other, and quick, or they're fired. I know they're yours, don't you sit there looking all innocent.
If I dream about Sam and Dean Winchester fighting twelve-year-olds dressed in medieval armour while a school burns in the background, I'm blaming you.
Nearly eleven. Time for bed.