somebodu save me...

First, GIPNESS because new season is underway.

Trying to write today. The mojo of last Saturday has disappeared. Poof. Gone.

I've watched some shows on my TIVO, rewatched last night's Joan of Arcadia, and even cleaned the apartment a bit. Still no sparks. Must write though. Challenges are due and I don't want to be that girl that doesn't get her ficathon piece done on time for her person.

I need to write this OC one, but it's just not coming out. Ack.

Anyway, if you're interested in my thoughts on JoA, you can read it at randombtchchick to avoid regurgitating the same squee and thoughts that I already did in my regular journal.

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Last night evil Chris muse invaded my dreams in a rather depressing way, but I think I know how the rest of Power of Two is going to proceed and end. Oh Chris muse, must you haunt me this way. (okay, so I don't mind Chris-filled dreams--well, this one wasn't all that wonderful like with lots of kissing and ahem other stuff

Also had some other weird dreams, but I'm trying to not to ponder them too much out of fear that it speaks of a deeply-seeded psychosis on my part.

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Okay. I'm going to write.

Force it out one way or another until my friend gets here for movie/Chinese food night.