What The Fuck Is With My Brain?

[theladyfeylene]

Between damned and RL, my brain is essentially saying 'murgle murgle poot'. Seriously, my brain is being eaten. And I keep forgetting to ask people important things - or I'll remember when they're away and I'm not talking to them anymore. *headdesks*

I've been having a lot of trouble writing recently. Having more vivid and in depth dreams, though. Like last night, I had a dream that shadawyn and I somehow unleashed a race of college aged, slack jawed zombies who could say two words: 'brains' and 'dude'. They terrorized some college, but luckily, Andy Warhol showed up and led us through some secret underground tunnels where we could see the zombie's true plan - stripping Washington of its natural resources. Not to worry, because we found the secret underground chamber full of parakeets and frogs, and we set them free and...um... that fixed everything.

I really need my brain to work. I've got my advent fics to do. And hopefully I can get like... more than fifteen minutes of free time between posting and whatnot to actually make some progress.

Thank god I'm not doing Nano. I'd probably feel like an even bigger failure if I were.