There's a crazy old woman smashing bottles on the sidewalk...

[clo_again]

... no really. Well, actually not. But the way my day is going right now, there could be.

I promised you all tennis slash didn't I? And I dutifully went away and wrote tennis slash. Until 5:30am with only a few brief breaks to squee at the snow showers. And it's one I've been meaning to write for ages and post, so I was proud of myself (though not quite as proud as if I'd actually finished mercury32's Christmas fic which is giving me all kinds of trouble). I edited it, I spellchecked it, I plugged the Internet back in to post it...

... Did it work? LIKE HELL IT DID.

*sulks*

I tried everything to fix it, but it wasn't my connection, it was the university network. By this point it was 6:13am and I was just too frustrated to do anything, so I went to bed, planning to sleep until about 2pm (lectures at 3), come back and sort the net out tonight.

11:33am. Phone rings. I stupidly wake up and answer it. The woman asks for Kirsty which suggests I've been woken up by a wrong number in which case heads will roll, Sleepy Hollow style. But no, she wants to talk to me too - it's the woman from the office and I forgot to fill in a form last week. Can I come down and fill it in RIGHT NOW?

So I get dressed. Go outside in the rain and gale-force winds to complete a form in about three seconds. Come back through the wind and rain. Realise that going back to sleep is utterly pointless and the one tiny bright spark of the day so far is that the net has decided, inexplicably to work again.

I'm not really having a terrible day - the snow last night put me in a good mood for the rest of the month - but I know I'm going to be utterly exhausted tonight. Why did that woman choose today of all days to ring?

*sulks*

BUT. On the plus side - I have fic. Which will be posted in a separate post so it doesn't get lost amidst my complaining in this one. And it's smut again which I apologise for because I really should start writing fic with a point again, but this was the first in the series and smut to start was needed for angst later on. *nods* Really.

*cries* I was sleeping so comfortably too. *sighs* Ah well. All's fair in fic and sleep I suppose.

Onwards to fic!

Clo

Comments

[australian-imp.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Poor baby. You're smut is always welcome you know. Especially your Adny/Roger smut. *is dead*

[clo.livejournal.com]

*hugs back* Don't tell me that, I'll never write anything but smut! ;) But Andy/Roger smut is fun to write... they're both so pretty. *happy sigh* I will write actual fic again soon though, as fun as my smut craze has been lately.

And it's probably mostly my fault for not going to bed at a sensible time, so I couldn't really get annoyed. ;) Besides, students don't sleep. We snooze in lectures instead. *grins*

[australian-imp.livejournal.com]

*sekritly feeds clo's smut bunnies carrots*

Well true....sleep is always good.

[clo.livejournal.com]

Nnnooo! *disappears under the well-fed plot bunnies*

Mmm, sleep. I think I remember that. It's that thing right, where you close your eyes and do nothing for at least eight hours... mmm... ;) One day I'll sleep again.

[australian-imp.livejournal.com]

*giggles*

Yup. Thats sleep alright......