Five year Anniversary
It's been five years since I sold my soul to livejournal! I'm pretty sure there's a contract somewhere...signed in blood.
I had all sorts of writing plans for today, but instead I find myself nursing the head cold of doom, and I can't seem to think straight. Maybe this evening it'll be different, I always function better after the sun goes down (a natural nighthawk, I'm afraid.)
I had all sorts of writing plans for today, but instead I find myself nursing the head cold of doom, and I can't seem to think straight. Maybe this evening it'll be different, I always function better after the sun goes down (a natural nighthawk, I'm afraid.)