Where's my towel gone?

I forced myself to edit stuff last night so I could leap straight into the re-writing part today. But first off I need to wake up. Only crawled out of bed 15 minutes ago and I really need to shower before getting sucked into a ficcy vortex.
Because I am going. To. Finish. This. Goddamned. Story. If. It. KILLS me >.<

*twitch twitch nervous tic*

hehehe, poor baby...

Put on one of my new tops this morning, wandered downstairs to get a drink... my brother's first words were:
"... It's a bit... low cut, isn't it...?"

*looks down at bosom*
Not as low cut as that one I was wearing on new year's eve... I'm assuming he was just too drunk to care.
Hell, I lost a piece of macaroni down my cleavage while wearing that one, this one is positively shroud-like... XD

*pats John on the head* Poor baby. He'll probably pop an artery if I ever wear that *ever so just slightly* sheer black one without a second top on underneath.
Though that would be entertaining to see. MUWAHAHAHAHA!
It's funny actually, he's even easier to provoke than granny is. Though as mum keeps pointing out, all the clothes I have are almost identical to the clothes she had in the 60's, so granny's seen it all before anyway.

It was bad enough when it made the cover of the RT...

Oh I am so disturbed by this.

Really, it was bad enough having to look at it all week when it was on the cover of the Radio Times. *hacks*
I'm blaming the national obsession with antiques because that's just vile. But then the British housewife has never been well known for her good taste.
I think someone should start a campaign for better RT cover photos. Like a naked Hugh or at the very least that guy from the Lacoste cologne advert... cause although he wasn't, like, brilliant looking, at least he was toned... XD

I'm still traumatised by the fact that DD's naked behind that bear... *shudders*
I have to go scrub my brain out again now...

Distractions just HAPPEN

I set out to write stuff, I really really did... then I got distracted and ended up making microwave popcorn. Then I got distracted again and ended up watching cartoon network. Then I got distracted and started talking to KAT. Then I got even more distracted and started making new icons. Then I got distracted and went to get dinner...

I've written about half a page all day

And made a Hughbutt icon.

And that's it.

*sighs*