hobo fabulous

Jul 31, 2008 13:01

I was woken up this morning by people visiting the apartment. FUN. I waited outside in the hall because I didn't want to see their faces.

I should mention that I posted the big bang of schmoopiness, finally. Even though it's technically been done for months, beyond some tweaking, I still feel bereft all of a sudden. I need a project! One that doesn't involve failing at the Mormon fic for the fourth time. This morning I woke up thinking maybe this is the day I finally write that Gilmore Girls fic where Digger Styles loses it all and bums his way to Venice Beach, where he ends up selling hemp hats near Jimmy Mariano's snack bar and they become buddies and bond over pickles. You think? Can you imagine Jason Styles and his monk-trained dog as down-on-their-luck drifters? Did you just choke on something?

Yeah, I know I'm probably the only person in the world who'd be interested in reading that.

Of course, I still have song prompts left. And a couple of unfinished things I could revisit. And I should pack. And do laundry.

... and write a letter to TLC thanking them for taking Ten Years Younger out of the 1pm time slot. OMG THANK YOU.

gilmore girls, relocation

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