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Jun. 30th, 2006 02:35 pmTGIF, babes. I've got a 4-day weekend, a new apartment to finish moving into and a
hiyacynth coming up so I've been in a state of constant anticipation for this day for a couple weeks now. It feels damn good to finally get here.
The Big Lug called me last night at 0 dark:30 and it spurred all sorts of sibling-type thoughts which I'm having trouble writing up, so I'll leave it be for a while. Maybe I'll turn it all into a nice little SPN meta and have done with it. They say that fiction can be truer then fact and there's a lot of truth in that statement. Sometimes it's easier to explain or describe things when they're a step removed from one's everyday reality. Writing is it's own kind of therapy.
Ha! Just found a dog hair in my work keyboard. The Pup has the power to shed across time and space!
( A List of WIPs )
If you'll notice, my Multiverse fic is not on that list because it is done and only needs an edit before it is sent off to its new home.
I spent all of last night having dreams about how I am too fat. It is past time to get out of my mother's house, boy howdy. In related news, I love this pair of jeans to death, they fit like they were made for me.
*counts down minutes till quitting time*
The Big Lug called me last night at 0 dark:30 and it spurred all sorts of sibling-type thoughts which I'm having trouble writing up, so I'll leave it be for a while. Maybe I'll turn it all into a nice little SPN meta and have done with it. They say that fiction can be truer then fact and there's a lot of truth in that statement. Sometimes it's easier to explain or describe things when they're a step removed from one's everyday reality. Writing is it's own kind of therapy.
Ha! Just found a dog hair in my work keyboard. The Pup has the power to shed across time and space!
( A List of WIPs )
If you'll notice, my Multiverse fic is not on that list because it is done and only needs an edit before it is sent off to its new home.
I spent all of last night having dreams about how I am too fat. It is past time to get out of my mother's house, boy howdy. In related news, I love this pair of jeans to death, they fit like they were made for me.
*counts down minutes till quitting time*