Stuff
I'm sitting here, lethargic and congested. Ugh. First the birds make a racket on the roof that I only got four hours of sleep--they do this every summer. They seem to build their nest directly above my bedroom. I can hear they knocking around up there like teenagers having a wild party. And to make matters worse, the A/C vent is making the sound that much louder. It's like Alfred Hitchcock Meets Animal Party or something.
So yeah, I have some writing to do and errands to run, but I'm wiped out. I'm thinking of foraging for food to see if that wakes me up.
I have the Leverage Exchange fic to finish, then I'm turning my attention to posting a Chris/Steve fic I've been owing people for a while. The problem is, I also have a lot of other fics knocking around in the back of my head--most of the Leverage, Kane RPS, or Angel. Hurt/Comfort Bingo signups should be open next week, so hopefully, I can make some of those ideas work for that.
That's about it for now. I need to go get myself lucid.
So yeah, I have some writing to do and errands to run, but I'm wiped out. I'm thinking of foraging for food to see if that wakes me up.
I have the Leverage Exchange fic to finish, then I'm turning my attention to posting a Chris/Steve fic I've been owing people for a while. The problem is, I also have a lot of other fics knocking around in the back of my head--most of the Leverage, Kane RPS, or Angel. Hurt/Comfort Bingo signups should be open next week, so hopefully, I can make some of those ideas work for that.
That's about it for now. I need to go get myself lucid.