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So. I just woke up an hour ago. Which, on the one hand, is nice and probably necessary, and might help me get over this whatever the hell I've come down with in the past few days. On the other hand, I always get annoyed when I sleep too much, because there's that much less time I could have spent doing something. It's just because I'm a nut and would like to not sleep at all so that I can have more time to write and so on. Don't mind it.
I did finish another chapter of the Jack and Rose fic with the fucked up timelines. Not gonna post it until Evie gets home, so she can read it (I don't have a Rose headvoice, she does, so it's kind of necessary), but if anyone else wants to read it before then (and give me feedback), let me know and you can has.
Tomorrow Evie and I are going to Beth's show... thing. Yeah, I really have no idea where we're going, except that apparently all of Beth's friends are dying to meet "the ex". This is either awesome, or terrifying, depending on what stories they've heard about me.
And then I think Sunday there are plans to abduct Nina and Sey, but those plans exist solely in Evie's head, so I couldn't tell you what they are.
Have you noticed I'm out of the loop in a lot of things that go on in my life? This is how it's always been. Someone tells me I'm doing something and it's like, "Am I? Oh, okay. Cool." It's not that I'm not capable of planning things or anything - we did manage the Connecticut trip, after all, which was my idea (alright, I had help with the planning stages, shut up) - I'm just so often drifting off in Aubrey-land that I don't usually think about these things. And when I do, I promptly forget about them whenever the next shiny thing comes along.
This should not surprise anyone who knows me, as very often I forget to eat (there is a reason I lost weight when I was at NYU). It's a very good thing I've got an Evie in my life.
EDIT: By the way, guys? Real quick? SO MUCH LOVE for the new characters at the Rift. All of them. They're fantastic, and bring me so much glee. Especially Vincent. His thread with Romana's giving me random squeefits, and it just started. This says a lot about me, considering they're a little scary together. Hell, they're a little scary separately - together, it's all kinds of doom waiting to happen. (But doom in the name of Great Justice. Or something.)
I did finish another chapter of the Jack and Rose fic with the fucked up timelines. Not gonna post it until Evie gets home, so she can read it (I don't have a Rose headvoice, she does, so it's kind of necessary), but if anyone else wants to read it before then (and give me feedback), let me know and you can has.
Tomorrow Evie and I are going to Beth's show... thing. Yeah, I really have no idea where we're going, except that apparently all of Beth's friends are dying to meet "the ex". This is either awesome, or terrifying, depending on what stories they've heard about me.
And then I think Sunday there are plans to abduct Nina and Sey, but those plans exist solely in Evie's head, so I couldn't tell you what they are.
Have you noticed I'm out of the loop in a lot of things that go on in my life? This is how it's always been. Someone tells me I'm doing something and it's like, "Am I? Oh, okay. Cool." It's not that I'm not capable of planning things or anything - we did manage the Connecticut trip, after all, which was my idea (alright, I had help with the planning stages, shut up) - I'm just so often drifting off in Aubrey-land that I don't usually think about these things. And when I do, I promptly forget about them whenever the next shiny thing comes along.
This should not surprise anyone who knows me, as very often I forget to eat (there is a reason I lost weight when I was at NYU). It's a very good thing I've got an Evie in my life.
EDIT: By the way, guys? Real quick? SO MUCH LOVE for the new characters at the Rift. All of them. They're fantastic, and bring me so much glee. Especially Vincent. His thread with Romana's giving me random squeefits, and it just started. This says a lot about me, considering they're a little scary together. Hell, they're a little scary separately - together, it's all kinds of doom waiting to happen. (But doom in the name of Great Justice. Or something.)
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