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sunday night is already upon me...
Jul. 8th, 2007 06:13 pmIt's going around again and I quite enjoy it:
THE RULES:
1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favorite kind of sandwich. Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions. (This is why I don't do memes all that often.)
4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.
( Questions & Answers from poisontaster... )
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I'm going through caffeine withdrawal, my sinuses are killing me, and the boy has left to go back up to NYC. He was in a lovely mood this morning because his week of vacation is over. Cry him a river. My vacation isn't until October.
We were incredibly lazy yesterday, watching a bunch of crap on television and reading and napping. We are so damn lame. SOmetimes I think we're together because no one else would tolerate our lameness.
However, I did manage to finish up the first draft of Daddy!Dean fic which![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
iamentheos is going to beta and I also wrote out the first draft of cricketkate's Kat/Ethan fic in a notebook. Now I just have to type it up, do my own edits, and look for a beta. I like it when I'm productive with my writing.
Still have tons to do though like Jen's b-day story 'o doom that won't end and ficathon pieces. So much writing, so little time. It doesn't help that random ideas keep coming up. I think my Sam/Dean story, I Can Feel Your Heart Beat from a Thousand Miles, has spawned a possible 'verse and that scares me. Mostly because there are so many ideas that started coming up when I began writing that piece, but I couldn't get it all in. But I'm not sure I'm the right type of person to undertake creating a whole 'verse at the moment, as my writing is so damn sporadic. Then again, I tend to feel like that line from Idina Menzel's song "Still I Can't Be Still": I resist the muses, but they sing to me in exile... Lordy, I'm broken.
THE RULES:
1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favorite kind of sandwich. Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions. (This is why I don't do memes all that often.)
4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.
( Questions & Answers from poisontaster... )
**
I'm going through caffeine withdrawal, my sinuses are killing me, and the boy has left to go back up to NYC. He was in a lovely mood this morning because his week of vacation is over. Cry him a river. My vacation isn't until October.
We were incredibly lazy yesterday, watching a bunch of crap on television and reading and napping. We are so damn lame. SOmetimes I think we're together because no one else would tolerate our lameness.
However, I did manage to finish up the first draft of Daddy!Dean fic which
iamentheos is going to beta and I also wrote out the first draft of cricketkate's Kat/Ethan fic in a notebook. Now I just have to type it up, do my own edits, and look for a beta. I like it when I'm productive with my writing. Still have tons to do though like Jen's b-day story 'o doom that won't end and ficathon pieces. So much writing, so little time. It doesn't help that random ideas keep coming up. I think my Sam/Dean story, I Can Feel Your Heart Beat from a Thousand Miles, has spawned a possible 'verse and that scares me. Mostly because there are so many ideas that started coming up when I began writing that piece, but I couldn't get it all in. But I'm not sure I'm the right type of person to undertake creating a whole 'verse at the moment, as my writing is so damn sporadic. Then again, I tend to feel like that line from Idina Menzel's song "Still I Can't Be Still": I resist the muses, but they sing to me in exile... Lordy, I'm broken.
