Am I rhyming good just yet? My brain and tongue just met...
GAGH GAGH GAGH.
I had a great fic planned for horizonssing's Day Fifteen; ten past ten and I haven't written a thing.
I also have an unfinished Chaucer essay for tomorrow, and have done no packing for a two-week sojurn to China which has me departing on Saturday.
*hides in the internet*
You'll never find me in here, self-preservation! Ha!
(In other news, Regina Spektor's song Consequence of Sounds scarily describes Writer's Block, and the Ukelele Orchestra of Great Britian are Gods. That is all.)
P.S. HALP.
I had a great fic planned for horizonssing's Day Fifteen; ten past ten and I haven't written a thing.
I also have an unfinished Chaucer essay for tomorrow, and have done no packing for a two-week sojurn to China which has me departing on Saturday.
*hides in the internet*
You'll never find me in here, self-preservation! Ha!
(In other news, Regina Spektor's song Consequence of Sounds scarily describes Writer's Block, and the Ukelele Orchestra of Great Britian are Gods. That is all.)
P.S. HALP.