So four-point-five days before I'm supposed to drive south, my car starts shaking and making grinding noises, and has to be towed to the mechanic's. Also, it's emitting an off-putting chemical smell. Fml. And of course this means I can't submit the job application I was on my way to deliver, and probably means no boxing this week. It also probably ( Read more... )

I slept... until almost 2 pm. I slept... until almost TWO PM. I HAVE TO WRITE NINE PAGES TODAY AND NOT OF FUN THINGS LIKE SMUT OR RANDOM FIC CROSSOVERS OR RIDICULOUS CHRISTMAS FAMILY THINGS ( Read more... )