OK. So. Midterms. Mom in the hospital.
And art. (Next up is 8 and Fitz, and 10 and Donna. Woot? Sure. Should break down and do 9 and Jack, too, but I'm a bit leery-read: terrified-of trying Eccleston.)
And me camping out on
lilsum4's LJ, waiting for more fic. Cause I'm a dork-ass like that.