-_- I think my muses are off-colour.

Fic is not working. It was meant to be the fifth Poetry Ficlet but I'm writing myself in circles and can't find where I'm going. I think I need to go away and think about it and see what it wants to be.

So feel free to... what did I say? Poke me with something sharp and pointy for lack of fic. I'll see if it wants to cooperate tomorrow and if not I'll work on getting Halcyon 5 up since I know exactly where that's going. This is what happens when you don't fic for almost a week. -_- Muses get bored and wander off. So I'm going to catch up and a few of the fic comments I owe and get some sleep instead, because I have to get up early. *sighs*

Still haven't unpacked. Really the highlight of my day has been Roger beating Lleyton. I need to start getting organised this holidays because otherwise I know it'll just go without me achieving anything.

I can't decide if I feel sick or hungry. -_- Wish I was in Lancaster, because it's so much easier to go have a piece of toast there without waking anyone up. Mmmmm, toast. Can I honestly be bothered to go all the way downstairs just for some toast?

... Yes. I think I can.

Clo

EDIT: Dude, since when did it get to three am? Really need sleep, so will continue catching up tomorrow.

Never bothered to go get toast. *sighs* I think I'm just going to sleep hungry.