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So. Friggin. Tired. 540 flist entries to catch up with. I can barely see straight. On top of everything I'm feeling awfully miserable and sort of pessimistic in the extreme. Dunno when exactly I got this damn jaded about life and work and my future. Possibly this is my exhaustion talking. Most likely it's reality. I guess that's why fandom has been my lifeline of late. I should know better than to stray from my happy place. :/

Didn't get much writing done, but I think I possibly have an ending for the Mills & Boon/Harlequin fic I've been writing, and I might even have that finished in the next couple of days, depending on work. For some reason the amount of stuff I have to do has exploded, so I might not even get much writing done by the end of the coming week. I hope I'm overestimating shit, but I wouldn't bet on it.

I also think I have a bridge between the scene I've been stuck on for my Big Bang, and the next bit. Now eagerly anticipating zolac_no_miko's priceless kama'aina expertise to help with that. Also That Strange Fic I was moaning about a couple weeks back should soon be posted, too -- once A. has pointed out the bits that need sorting (I'm pretty sure there's a bunch of 'em. D:)

I got assaulted by a bizarre original fic snippet on Wednesday, I think it was -- it came out of nowhere, and I've no idea where it's headed. But I kind of like it a lot. The main character's voice was so strong, I can still hear her in the back of my mind, demanding to be let out. I don't know, would anyone be interested in seeing original stuff from me? I think this is one I'd quite like to see where it goes. This might be the idea I've been waiting for, the one that might just turn into that novel I've been toying with writing.

Also, while I was going through the flist, I came across this. I expected it would make me laugh, but it's just made me sad. I guess I'm in that kind of mood -- where it's the glaring truth of it that's making me so damn tired of life.

Anyway. Off to watch Doctor Who and then sleep. Actually, scratch that -- possibly just sleep. As you might have gleaned, the holiday that was meant to be chilled-out and relaxing was just tiring. I swear to god, the next time I want a few days off, I'm gonna go somewhere out in the arse end of nowhere, all by myself. Might be the only way to get a break.

I hope to be returning to your regularly scheduled broadcast tomorrow.

For your time: ( Alex being ridicamazingly hot. I kind of want to take off that waistcoat with my teeth. )