Gooooooooood morning.

I don't know why it feels like morning after five am, especially when the sky doesn't even get light for another hour-ish. I just look at the time and think "Ooooo, breakfast."

And to think I was worried about not having enough to write on my BPC fic. Closing on two thousand words, should probably comfortably make three if I hurry up. Not sure how long they're 'meant' to be and yeah, it's not as long as I've been writing lately but... it's taken me a month to think of *anything* to write.

Although I was an idiot and started it in past tense, which I haven't written in forever so I keep slipping. Must remember to leave myself time to edit.

Back to it. Maybe with a quick break for breakfast. Mmmmm, bagels...

aaaaaaaahhhhhhh.

Lateness, yes. Madness, yes. I must remember not to do this for my essays this year.

edit: Official lateness. Dammit I suck. On the plus side, am getting closer and I've written more in one night tonight than I have in one night since... don't know when. Ages.

Finish. Damn me.

edit Sleep-deprivated typing. Never ceases to be funny when I'm thinking one word and I type a different one entirely.

Stupid fic, being longer than it was meant to be. Ack.

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Last. Few. Lines. I don't even *care* how much I don't like it at this point; I just want some sleep. ;-)

Also, I possibly owe greeniebach my soul for not flattening me yet. Yes, I should've started sooner. Procrastination is a terrible wonderful terrible thing.

Off to finsh it and then at least read through before sending it. Like what, three hours late? Yes. I predict grovelling in my future.

And sleep. Mmmmm. Sleep.

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I finished and I'm in that state of tiredness where I don't feel tired, at all, until I fall asleep halfway down the stairs or something. I'm going to take a shower, eat something, have a nap depending on when Little S calls and then do the various things I neglected for the last sixteen or so hours, like washing the dishes and feeding various fish. Quite possibly my fish hate me now.

Finished, hee. Madness.