Hi guys! I'm not dead!
So why am I not on AIM sofor to bug you in person? Because I have to finish two fics by September 5, but I *want* them finished by the end of the week, and onlineness is shiny and oh, so distracting.
So I've finished two sections of one of the fics, and I'm still writing on a good chunk of the second, and eee! Writing! I have so much to type up, too. That's what I did in training, by the way. for whatever reason I couldn't write the 101 Nights fics at work, but I did manage to write a Teen Titans-ish fic that *might* be finished - I said that once and added another five pages on, so... - and another Teen Titans-ish fic, which is not done, definitely, and which I'm having so much fun with because it's Bart, and therefor shiny.
And I was distracted yesterday by comics! After working from 8-4 I *needed* some distracting and got it beautifully in War Games 1-6. I have no eloquence to express my love right now for this storyline. I squeeeeed. I still squee. Randomly. My mom doesn't look up anymore since coming to the conclusion that I am, in fact, insane.
I have rugrats stickers around my monitor.
I seem to be growing down the older I get. No, really.
Oh, and this made. my. DAY.
or
So, yeah.
Damn, I'm so easily distracted it isn't fuuuunny and I wanna talk to Mica, but I don't think she's on anyway, but if you are, I'm sorry! How's the packing going? Has You-Know-Who gotten her act together? (It amuses me that I just used Voldemort's title in conjunction with a feminine subject.)
COOOOMIIIIICS...
hm. oh! I also just finished Garth Nix's Mister Monday, which is the first book in the Keys to the Kingdom series, and have come to the conclusion that I should not be allowed near children's novels. At all. But then, the same should be said for technology, too, and well... ::clutches computer tightly::
Now I just need to figure out how to make my file-open thingy open more than 590 files so I can download Batman 1-623 + annuals, and therefor NOT spend over 1200+ when I don't need to.
Um. So, yeah, I'm still alive, and also easily distracted. But I *am* going to write now.
...right now.
Yep. Writing.
...fuck. hm. Obviously I need *caffeine* to focus my attention (your incredulous laughter is useless against my faith in the Good Stuff) and then all will be well. ::skips off::
So I've finished two sections of one of the fics, and I'm still writing on a good chunk of the second, and eee! Writing! I have so much to type up, too. That's what I did in training, by the way. for whatever reason I couldn't write the 101 Nights fics at work, but I did manage to write a Teen Titans-ish fic that *might* be finished - I said that once and added another five pages on, so... - and another Teen Titans-ish fic, which is not done, definitely, and which I'm having so much fun with because it's Bart, and therefor shiny.
And I was distracted yesterday by comics! After working from 8-4 I *needed* some distracting and got it beautifully in War Games 1-6. I have no eloquence to express my love right now for this storyline. I squeeeeed. I still squee. Randomly. My mom doesn't look up anymore since coming to the conclusion that I am, in fact, insane.
I have rugrats stickers around my monitor.
I seem to be growing down the older I get. No, really.
Oh, and this made. my. DAY.
or
So, yeah.
Damn, I'm so easily distracted it isn't fuuuunny and I wanna talk to Mica, but I don't think she's on anyway, but if you are, I'm sorry! How's the packing going? Has You-Know-Who gotten her act together? (It amuses me that I just used Voldemort's title in conjunction with a feminine subject.)
COOOOMIIIIICS...
hm. oh! I also just finished Garth Nix's Mister Monday, which is the first book in the Keys to the Kingdom series, and have come to the conclusion that I should not be allowed near children's novels. At all. But then, the same should be said for technology, too, and well... ::clutches computer tightly::
Now I just need to figure out how to make my file-open thingy open more than 590 files so I can download Batman 1-623 + annuals, and therefor NOT spend over 1200+ when I don't need to.
Um. So, yeah, I'm still alive, and also easily distracted. But I *am* going to write now.
...right now.
Yep. Writing.
...fuck. hm. Obviously I need *caffeine* to focus my attention (your incredulous laughter is useless against my faith in the Good Stuff) and then all will be well. ::skips off::