Soooooooooo tiiiiiiiireeeeeeddddd. I don't know why. I slept a good amount last night and only woke up twice. I've had a coffee.
At least this week is only three days long.
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I definitely need to leave the house and get some writing done as soon as I take a shower. Because. I meant to get stuff done yesterday. But then I was talking to
littledust about Charles' blind appreciation for Erik's taste in modern art on one of their first dates and how it would come back to bite him in the ass and it spiraled into various things that ended with me being like, "I really want to write about the first time they have sex and how hilariously sexually frustrated they've been for two weeks," and her being like, "DO IT." and me being like, "I can't!.....but if I did this is what it would be like..." And... yes. Anyway. The point is, I have half-finished daycare 'verse porn when I'm supposed to be working on the big bang. Whoops.
In conclusion, I will probably be looking to set up camp somewhere in town for a few hours if any of you would like to join me. I really, really, REALLY need to get this done.
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Last night was like...fake bad movie night? We ended up watching a bunch of bad movies, first by accident and then by design. But it was a passive Bad Movie Night. We didn't record our reactions, or really riff them that much. They were pretty awful, though. And confusing, in some cases.
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There is still too much movement for me on The Tumblrs. After I refresh I pretty much automatically hit escape. I AM TOO OLD FOR THE INTERNET D:
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Right. This is just another method of procrastination. SHOWER AND THEN WRITING.