I feel very boring these days, which is mainly why I haven't been posting very frequently. I sleep, I clean, I make phone calls and try to decide what in the hell grad school I'm going to.
I'm about to drive from Georgia to Texas with my mother. Pity me and pray for me; you choose the deity, I'm trying to cover my bases here.
I haven't even been reading fic latety, as I have no attention span. Should be writing my Fest fic, but Neville is being stubborn, which doesn't surprise me in the least. I was hoping watching Anne of Green Gables would jump-start something, since Jonathan Crombie is my adult Neville, but no luck yet. This is why I beta instead of writing: because I suck.
Now that I've thoroughly depressed myself, I've going to go try to read something smutty and listen to Guster. Ahh, sweet Guster which takes away my misery...where is thy new album?
I'm afraid to load my new icon b/c then I have to delete one, and they're all saved on the computer that's not hooked up right now. *pout* Ah, screw it, I need Eowyn.
I'm about to drive from Georgia to Texas with my mother. Pity me and pray for me; you choose the deity, I'm trying to cover my bases here.
I haven't even been reading fic latety, as I have no attention span. Should be writing my Fest fic, but Neville is being stubborn, which doesn't surprise me in the least. I was hoping watching Anne of Green Gables would jump-start something, since Jonathan Crombie is my adult Neville, but no luck yet. This is why I beta instead of writing: because I suck.
Now that I've thoroughly depressed myself, I've going to go try to read something smutty and listen to Guster. Ahh, sweet Guster which takes away my misery...where is thy new album?
I'm afraid to load my new icon b/c then I have to delete one, and they're all saved on the computer that's not hooked up right now. *pout* Ah, screw it, I need Eowyn.