Things I intended to get done this afternoon:

• Two loads of laundry
• Another session of my on-line class
• Printing out a letter
• Checking my company's jury duty policy
• Writing more Teen Wolf fanfic

I am beginning to despair. This scene is never going to end. Stiles, please just run naked through the woods so Derek can catch you so i can end this damn scene ( Read more... )

Nadia would like it known that she is very displeased I won't let her in my lap while I'm writing Teen Wolf. She is suffering for your amusement. You should be properly grateful.

In other news, this one damn scene is longer than entire fics I've written. WHEN WILL IT END.

I have finished another part of the dragon threesome. Only instead of writing the next in the logical progression, I went back and wrote one of the earlier scenes. Now I have a slight problem ( Read more... )

There is no where comfortable for me to write. I want to write. I've wanted to write for about a month, and I can't. Why? Because there's no where set up for me to write ( Read more... )

( Gardening and fail )

On one hand, I finally am able to take my Kindle to read with me on the train.

On the other hand, I really, really need to find something better to put on it than the crappy books I bought for cheap to try it out.

I should know better by now. Any time a DIY project is going smoothly, it's really just waiting for me to let down my guard before it somehow goes south. This one was no exception.

The Project: Put up a closet
Required skills: Measuring, leveling, using a screw driver, possibly installing drywall anchors
Est. Time: 1.5 hours

( How could this possibly go wrong? )

Of course, the car dies the weekend before Thanksgiving when family is coming to visit my house AND my Secret Santa package needs to be bought/mailed. GRUMP.

miome's flight has been delayed due to weather at the airport here. Which is odd considering it's not even raining here. I am annoyed.

Also, the guy outside my window singing "Can you feel the love tonight?" needs to shut the fuck up before I go out in my "My girlfriend likes YURI" T-shirt and tell him where he can shove that song right now.