Like many broken things, all my dear Indy needed was a nice store man to try and turn it on. Keyboard's throwing tantrums at random, so I'm gonna have to take the keys off and try giving it a clean, but I am a lucky, lucky bitch today. I am attributing it's resurrection to a combination of extreme denial, sitting it upside down for a week and ( Read more... )

Because I'm overwhelmed by a backlog of work and need to remember why I was looking forward to it.
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Lists to sort the brain.

The Sugar Bastards (my planned NaNoWriMo)- Having somehow gained copious amounts of angsty romance, angsty incest and possibly even angsty suicide in the past few days, what was once my fluffy little steampunk darling has now evolved into a black pit of woe. Also, the villains are now nice people. This may or may not be a ( Read more... )