Oh, lovely angsty fic. How you seem to have no end...
Finally I'm writing again. It's been a-long-time. One would think, hmmm, start small. Little bit 'o drabbling to work your way up again. The thing is I'm of the thinking "go big or go home." So here I am, 6k into a fic that appears to have no end. It isn't due until February so no worries on that front, but really!? I like when the creative monster is stalking me, especially when I have time.
On another note, my hand feels like heck from too much crocheting. It's starting to resemble a raptor-like dinosaur claw. Not the best for typing but the hunt and peck method is working at the moment.
And now for something different -
What is with the freaking weather in Vancouver!?!? There is snow everywhere and while, ya I've lived in Ontario my whole life an am use to snow, the fact that people told me there is no snow here is getting on my nerves. No snow. Really!??! Cause that white stuff on the ground that is NOT being plowed sure as hell ain't marshmellows. It wouldn't be such a bitch except for the lack of preparation for snow in this city. It's really odd.
Anyway... I shall go for a lovely soak and perhaps I'll try more crocheting.
What?
On another note, my hand feels like heck from too much crocheting. It's starting to resemble a raptor-like dinosaur claw. Not the best for typing but the hunt and peck method is working at the moment.
And now for something different -
What is with the freaking weather in Vancouver!?!? There is snow everywhere and while, ya I've lived in Ontario my whole life an am use to snow, the fact that people told me there is no snow here is getting on my nerves. No snow. Really!??! Cause that white stuff on the ground that is NOT being plowed sure as hell ain't marshmellows. It wouldn't be such a bitch except for the lack of preparation for snow in this city. It's really odd.
Anyway... I shall go for a lovely soak and perhaps I'll try more crocheting.
What?