Ahem.

Sorry. Am over myself now. *nods* Ate chicken stir-fry, watched some of Fight Club which I picked up cheap the other day and at least managed to sort my notes into subject, which'll make them easier to put properly in order tomorrow. Am now going to watch Jared Leto get the shit kicked out of him, try to get another few chapters of 10 1/2 Chapters done and go to bed early so I can get up tomorrow at a time that's so early, there should be rules against it existing. Because I will be accomplished tomorrow. It does not help my confidence that it just took me three tries to spell accomplished. I have a tiny Mardy/Andy ficlet bouncing around my head and I'm trying to decide if I could write it before I go to sleep. *ponders* I am clo's indecision... oh god, I need to stop watching Fight Club. Really. *blinks*

My Andy muse is telling me I can write the ficlet. He's a very bad influence on me. *sighs*

Clo

*sighs*

Wrote the ficlet, which just proves that my muses have me wrapped around their little fingers. Tis up at clofic, first G rated thing I've written in... Have I ever written G-rated tennis slash? *blinks* Not often.

Off to bed now. Night!

Clo

*giggles*

Watching Top Gear. Jeremy Clarkson just started shrieking with glee as he drove an insanely fast car. dukedee, I'm going to turn the TV on in five or six years time and find you on this show, aren't I? *grins* I know absolutely nothing about cars but I can certainly appreciate the snarkiness of this show. Snarky is gooooood.

Still haven't done any work today. Spent much of the afternoon sitting outside a pub in town, writing a letter to liroa15 which is finished, and should hopefully all get sent tomorrow. However I've finally got a plotbunny for the long-awaited long promised postcard fic and I'm kinda hoping to write it in the next few days so I can get the postcards sent out, so maybe Thursday.

But I really need to do some proper work, so am going to disappear for a few hours and do that. *nods* No fic tonight I don't think, but tomorrow maybe.

Back later, when work has been accomplished. ^__^

Clo

Really not helping my cause here. -_-

Was doing really well with 10 1/2 Chapters, all set to finish it before I went to bed - and then I got a headache, which is stubbornly refusing to yield to caffiene or a cinnamon bagel or lying down with Lost playing quietly to distract me. Hoping desperately that I haven't caught R's virus, because that would suck. Going to have a shower, get into bed and see if I can at least finish a few more chapters of the book before I go to sleep. Anything that'll make me more organised for tomorrow. *sighs* One of the Cypriots just came in to ask for a hug, because she has an exam tomorrow and she's stressed because she doesn't know anything. *pets her* I feel bad for everyone but it's good for me, because it's making me feel guilty and more inclined to work, which is good. As long as I don't get a stupid virus dammit.

But I spent so much of the afternoon replying to liroa15 and shona0809's letters, that I forgot to mention I'd got them until scoobydumblonde's post reminded me. *dances like crazy* I love it all! Roger is now smouldering at me from the cover of Deuce and making me feel much better. *snuggles his glossy prettiness* I could not love him more than when he's being all noble and sweet with his charity stuff. *snuggles him some more*

Oh that reminds me... flatmate is planning to text in to try to get tickets for the Live 8 concert down in London in July. Am thinking I should too, since I have nothing really to lose from it, apart from a little phone credit. Except I think July 2nd is the Wimbledon final and nothing, come hell or high water, will stop me missing that. *ponders* Might be worth trying anyway; I'm sure there're plenty of people who'd want them if I didn't.

Headache is stating unequivocably that it hates LJ, so I'm off to bed. -_- Mmmmm... sleep...

See you all in the morning. *yawns* Night!

Clo