oh, hey. school. I remember that.
As of last night - when it caused me not to be at the Fall Out Boy show - I am back in school six hours a week (taking a class on teen fiction from which I was texting my friends at the Fall Out Boy show under my desk; there seems to be a certain irony here). The workload is one the professor wishes could be spread out over a normal fourteen-week semester, it's just... not. I have been out of school since December and am a little terrified of the next six weeks.
For perhaps obvious reasons, yesterday was my personal deadline for being done with primary writing on the Numb3rs epic, and, perhaps equally obviously, that deadline has just sailed by with a delightful whooshing noise. Last night after I got home from class, I sat and waited for the hold-up-the-phone-during-your-favorite-song call from strangecobwebs (I wound up getting two! "Hum Hallelujah" AND "Golden," because strangecobwebs is the best ever--Patrick Stump how are you such an incredible hotass through the phone? It was kind of amazing.) and had three story files open--the epic, a bandslash story I'm working on that may eventually turn out to actually be slash, and the random gen thing that I had started doodling during class.
So, um, this is mostly just me giving in to the urge to disclaim whatever pops out of my brain and into my LJ for the next six weeks or so. It may get weird.
I mean.
Weirder.
For perhaps obvious reasons, yesterday was my personal deadline for being done with primary writing on the Numb3rs epic, and, perhaps equally obviously, that deadline has just sailed by with a delightful whooshing noise. Last night after I got home from class, I sat and waited for the hold-up-the-phone-during-your-favorite-song call from strangecobwebs (I wound up getting two! "Hum Hallelujah" AND "Golden," because strangecobwebs is the best ever--Patrick Stump how are you such an incredible hotass through the phone? It was kind of amazing.) and had three story files open--the epic, a bandslash story I'm working on that may eventually turn out to actually be slash, and the random gen thing that I had started doodling during class.
So, um, this is mostly just me giving in to the urge to disclaim whatever pops out of my brain and into my LJ for the next six weeks or so. It may get weird.
I mean.
Weirder.