Fuck. School.
*sigh*
I don't mean that. I'm all about education. I'm all about educating myself, reading all (okay, maybe just some) of the research for my paper... I just don't want to write said paper. Oy.
My idea of education is going to the library and/or surfing the Intrawebs reading interesting things, and then finding other people who are interested in them to have discussions with. Not sitting by myself writing longass boring papers. Or not writing, as the case may be. I'm so bad about avoiding my homework. It's ridiculous. I think I need an attitude adjustment.
In OTHER news, I started writing a pre-series Numb3rs/Supernatural crossover last night, so far involving Don/Dean, but I'm pretty sure Coop'll get in there soon. It's not porny yet (I wrote it so late at night that I could barely keep my eyes open for the two pages I managed to write), but it will be soon, if I have anything to say about it.
You can all blame
emmademarais for it, by the way. :-)
Excerpt:
Damn, but the kid's pretty, tight blue jeans and worn leather jacket, even though it's warm in the bar. Easier to hide a gun in a jacket like that, Don muses, and approves.
Whee!