*glares around*

I'm editing. I tend to bitch when I'm editing since it is one of my least favourite things. The others least-favourites being cockroaches and Gareth Gates. Smarmy little fucker. *refuses to apologise to GG fans* As you can see I'm procrastinating to avoid the dreaded editing and I'm going to let myself do it for a bit longer because it's fun.

Did I mention the fic earlier, that decided to change it's mind about it's purpose *after* I'd written almost 9,000 words towards Purpose A? While I edited it by hand and it's now covered in pretty purple scribbles which is all very well and good if I could read them. So now I'm deleting stuff and being all mournful because I really *liked* some of it but it doesn't fit Purpose B so it has to go. Bastard fic. But it's my excuse for (a) Not writing the next chapter of LotV, (b) not paying more attention to Planet Helen lately and (c) not paying much attention to *anything* else lately so I have to finish it and produce something concrete and preferably literarily passable at the end. And I'm back in college a week...... today (it's ten past twelve) so I have one week to finish. Joy.

Resident Evil is, well..... evil. Evil dogs jump through windows at me. Evil zombies jump through windows at me. And the guy who was supposed to give me a better gun goes and fucking *dies* on me. So yeah, general evilness pervades the game. I think I'm making up words here. I tend to do that a lot when it's late, or I've had too much coffee, or just any time generally really.

Christine and hopefully Lucy are coming over to crash here Friday. We have two votes for a Depp-fest and if Lucy argues we'll bribe her with chocolate and promises of a stubble-fest later in the month. Nobody can resist the Aragorn-stubble. Heh. So I need Depp-movies. Have Chocolat, have Sleepy Hollow, can't get Gilbert Grape on DVD and since I'm a DVD-snob as my brother put it, I'm sulking. I need more Depp-films. Edward Scissorhands, From Hell, yeah, you get the picture. I've never seen Edward Scissorhands. *muses* So yes. Depp-fest friday. Do'y think I can go see PotC for the fourth time in less than a month and still pretend to not be a rabid-fangirl? Possibly not. Ah, who gives a fuck, I'll try and go anyway. ^__^

Okay, I have to stop myself procrastinating now before all the people I have no doubt offended/will possibly offend if I carry on/the evil little bunnies with devil horns rain firey wroth down on me for being such a procrastinator. I think possibly I need more sleep.

I take no responsiblity for any mental deficiency that arises from reading my late-night ramblings. Or for those evil bunnies with devil-horns beating you people to death over there. Yes you.

*waves cheerily* I enjoy my insanity, how about you lot?

Clo

Guess who...

.. forgot her driving lesson this morning? My instructor sat outside for ten minutes before my dad spotted him. Me being me, was still in bed, but was thankfully awake. If I'd had to wake up *that* moment then I know I wouldn't have been able to drive at all, it takes me at least two hours to wake up fully. As it was I screwed up my steering, hit the curb and got laughed at by a cute guy and now pop-ups are driving me up the wall so in short order someone/something is gonna get shredded, burnt and spat on to express my disgust. Which stupid fucker invented early mornings anyway? He wanted to make my next week's lesson for Monday morning *again* because I'd mentioned my timetable might leave me with Monday mornings off but I don't know when I've got Media yet so I persuaded him to have it Wednesday afternoon which I *know* is free. No doubt it'll fuck up my plans, but hey, these driving lessons seem to be one big fuck-up lately. God I hate driving.

I hate pop-ups too dammit! *pursues pop-ups with a machine gun* Die you fecking bastards!

I think I'd better go before I damage something, or someone. I want to go back to college now. I'm tired of my brain always being fuzzy and not even remembering which day it is. I don't care that I'll have to read Shakespeare and discuss the beginnings of Rome and probably get into huge arguments with the people starring in my music video. I just want to be organised and annoying as college can be, it has an order that usually works. I think I might go in on Friday to see if I can get my new timetable. Maybe I can go see PotC after...... *plots*

Okay, rant over. I feel better now. I may go and squish a few people on GTA to run off the last of my irritation but the world is safe again!

For a while at least.

Love, peace, jelly babies and better driving lessons than I have to you all,

Clo

*grins*

Have just gone through 'Bridget Jones: the Edge of Reason' in about three hours. Was v.g. Best book in the world for cheering yourself up. Downside; have not yet begun to fic. And I'm fairly sure little green men from Mars have carried off all Planet Helen members excepting myself and Christine since I spoke to her yesterday. Then again that was a long time ago. Maybe they've got her too by now. Maybe I'm next. Abduction probability: Imminent. Heh. Cool.

So yes, am going to fic like a good little girl.

Clo