Oh crap, I don't want it to be Sunday already...
Clocks go forward here in about an hour. Mum and JR are leaving at the asscrack of dawn tomorrow and not coming back till Thursday.
The dog is, I sweartagod, being a complete deranged!puppy bastard right now (Teething still, ergo chewing on everything, and deliberately stirring trouble every time someone chooses to pet the cat so he can get all the attention focused back on him, the obnoxious little bugger. If he weren't so damn cute I swear I'd...)
Aside from my non-relishing of this coming week, I wrote a little fraction of fic tonight. But for whatever bizarre reason right now, whenever I sit down to write I just come over with the intense urge to curl up and fall asleep.
I'm figuring that fairly well indicates that some of those WIPs need killing because they're quite evidently boring me into a catatonic state or something... O_o
*is perplexed by this latest development*
*sigh* I still don't want it to be Sunday.
Clocks go forward here in about an hour. Mum and JR are leaving at the asscrack of dawn tomorrow and not coming back till Thursday.
The dog is, I sweartagod, being a complete deranged!puppy bastard right now (Teething still, ergo chewing on everything, and deliberately stirring trouble every time someone chooses to pet the cat so he can get all the attention focused back on him, the obnoxious little bugger. If he weren't so damn cute I swear I'd...)
Aside from my non-relishing of this coming week, I wrote a little fraction of fic tonight. But for whatever bizarre reason right now, whenever I sit down to write I just come over with the intense urge to curl up and fall asleep.
I'm figuring that fairly well indicates that some of those WIPs need killing because they're quite evidently boring me into a catatonic state or something... O_o
*is perplexed by this latest development*
*sigh* I still don't want it to be Sunday.