a bag of ice for my sorrows
Bad idea jeans: waiting until TODAY of all days to do laundry. Excellent move. It's not like it's hot and disgusting today. But I totally need to do it today since I won't have time tomorrow.
Since I posted fic yesterday, I thought for funsies that I should do a word count of all my Glee fic. Since January, i have posted (not including drabbles) over 52,000 words of fic. What. What the fuck am I doing?
Why, I'm merely indulging in my happy place, I guess, even with the angsty bits. I feel bad that I still haven't finished the sequel to Cocksure then I remember I'm the only one who cares and I'll get around to it when I can write 4K straight of porn+comedy. (That I have 2K already written means...yes it will be another 6K fic. I am a wordy fucker lately.)
I want to go on vacation. Somewhere with a lot of shade and nearby water so I can swim. Stupid summer.
Since I posted fic yesterday, I thought for funsies that I should do a word count of all my Glee fic. Since January, i have posted (not including drabbles) over 52,000 words of fic. What. What the fuck am I doing?
Why, I'm merely indulging in my happy place, I guess, even with the angsty bits. I feel bad that I still haven't finished the sequel to Cocksure then I remember I'm the only one who cares and I'll get around to it when I can write 4K straight of porn+comedy. (That I have 2K already written means...yes it will be another 6K fic. I am a wordy fucker lately.)
I want to go on vacation. Somewhere with a lot of shade and nearby water so I can swim. Stupid summer.