Well I guess I've been a little productive.

[clo_again]

I did some work earlier and I'm going to do more tonight, to finish with postmodernism and move on to Victorians. No there is no logic in that order, it's just what I feel like. :)

Also been into town to get S a birthday present - unfortunately ended up with flatmate of d00m tagging along with a friend but her friend had a car and it saved me the bus fare so... *shrugs* Got S a pretty necklace from my favourite jewellery shop, so that was good, then flatmate & friend went clothes shopping while I got bits and pieces. Was amused when I walked into Smiths to get a £1.20 newspaper and walked out five minutes later with £10 worth of tennis magazines. I found a copy of the latest issue of Ace to send to liroa15 but I don't think it'll fit in this envelope, so it might have to come with the t-shirts when they get done. It should've been more expensive but they undercharged me for a one, so I was smug and relieved, since I'm now broke. Which isn't stopping me buying myself a cd as a reward for actually doing some work.

Am debating whether or not I can walk to the shop for bread or if I'm too tired and should go tomorrow. *contemplates* It'd be a good thing to wake me up in the morning I guess. Plus I'm absolutely starving right now and I think food, any food, should be a priority. *yawns* And maybe a nap.

But after that I think I'll fic before doing some more work. My Andy and Roger muses are begging for attention. No sympathy for their overworked owner. *pets them*

Clo

Comments

[scoobydumblonde.livejournal.com]

Hey, my muses were trying to get me to type when I was short a finger. But yay for more fic!! *pets Roger & Andy and gives them cookies and coffee and chocolate*

[clo.livejournal.com]

They have no appreciation for the troubles they put us through do they? *sighs*

Not promising for certain it'll be done tonight because this part is complicated, but I'm going to unplug the internet, lock the door against interrupting flatmates who are driving me crazy and see how far it gets. You just gave them a whole load of sugar, so they'll probably be working faster than usual. ^__~

[scoobydumblonde.livejournal.com]

No they really don't.

*gives them chocolate covered coffee cookies* *grins* I'm patient. ;-D

[clo.livejournal.com]

But we love them anyway. ^__^

*warily watches her muses get more and more twitchy with sugar* And that's probably a good thing. ^__^

[scoobydumblonde.livejournal.com]

We do. Sadly. :-D

*grins* *hands over more cookies* *giggles*

[clo.livejournal.com]

*sighs in mock sadness* We're so soft. A little bit of cuteness and we just can't help giving in.

*muses pounce on the cookies* Oh dear. ;-)

[scoobydumblonde.livejournal.com]

*giggles* We are too soft. *nods* But they are awfully cute...

*giggles*

[clo.livejournal.com]

We are... but you're right, no one could resist anything as cute as them. *snuggles them*

*watches her muses twitch even more*

[scoobydumblonde.livejournal.com]

How can you even try to resist when Roger looks at you and smiles so sweetly? Or when Andy pouts? Or Mardy bats his eyelashes? Or Tommy speaks German? Or Marat throws things? Or when Rafa bites? Or when Carlos is just so patient and lovely? *snuggles them all*

*giggles harder*

[liroa15.livejournal.com]

Yay! Magazine!!! *snuggles you*

[clo.livejournal.com]

Haven't looked at it yet to see how good it is this month, but they're usually quite good. *snuggles back*

[liroa15.livejournal.com]

Yay!! How goes the studying?

[clo.livejournal.com]

Awful. I'm going to abandon it for a while and write fic, because the muses will leave me alone to study all tomorrow if I pay attention to them tonight. ^__^

[liroa15.livejournal.com]

That's what you think. They're muses, they'll never leave you alone.

[clo.livejournal.com]

Yeah but at least this way I can tell them I paid attention to them, so they should shut up for a while. *nods* It sometimes works.

[liroa15.livejournal.com]

It sometimes works? *mutters about muses for a moment* Mine never let me take a break.