*\o/* YAY. Now I Can Leave The House.
Holy CRAP. What an ordeal. I have FINALLY coughed out a VERY rough draft of this DEPRESSINGLY ordinary fic. And I don't even CARE that it's ordinary, or that it's taken me an incredible amount of energy and effort in the last ten days to achieve such mediocrity, because you know what? It's DONE, fuck you very much. And now I can go buy doughnuts and coffee and look at things in the real world which are NOT MY LAPTOP SCREEN for an indeterminant amount of time.
...before I come home and re-write it again in readiness for beta. *headdesk*
OMFG, WHY DO WE DO IT, PEOPLES?
Anyone need anything while I'm out?
And just randomly... fresh off the rack from my friend F: While arguing with her mother on a street corner in Nice, a PIGEON flew into the side of her head and knocked itself unconscious. *titters into fist* WTF? They has kamikaze conflict resolution decoy birds in France? I should totally move there.
*opens door, blinks* Wow. It's bright out there in Outsideland. *dons sunglasses*
...before I come home and re-write it again in readiness for beta. *headdesk*
OMFG, WHY DO WE DO IT, PEOPLES?
Anyone need anything while I'm out?
And just randomly... fresh off the rack from my friend F: While arguing with her mother on a street corner in Nice, a PIGEON flew into the side of her head and knocked itself unconscious. *titters into fist* WTF? They has kamikaze conflict resolution decoy birds in France? I should totally move there.
*opens door, blinks* Wow. It's bright out there in Outsideland. *dons sunglasses*