You said a prayer and I betrayed you with a kiss...

I finished the Doctor's profile (yay), and my new demon is ready to come in whenever her hellhound buddy is ready. I'm pleased by this. Of course, I have ten other characters' profiles to do, still, but, you know. Progress. Tagging should happen, but I'm waiting for... something. I can't remember what it was, but I was waiting. Um. Well, that's great.

I need to call my mother. I wouldn't have even remembered, except that my dad called me earlier this morning and forced me to wish him a "Happy Mather's Day". ...Do not ask. My father is a strange man sometimes, and does make up holidays randomly, but I love him.

Plotting for On a Saturday is happening, which makes me happy. This verse is made of love and win. And one of the characters is one of the ones I want to bring into the Rift some time. She's only a minor character in OAS, but she's awesome. And the Rift could use her, I think. Of course, it's me, so OAS is going to end up with a billion and one minor characters and then I'll be flailing because there isn't enough of them in the stories, never mind that they are minor characters and that's sort of the point...

I'm avoiding thinking about writing my writerinadrawer fic for this week. I just... augh. The prompt is going to be hell to write for, because I hate writing drunken characters. I usually don't enjoy reading about drunken characters (drunken tabledancing and mistletoe-induced kissing in the Rift aside). A world of do not want for this prompt. *Sighs* If anyone has any brilliant ideas, please let me know. In the meantime, I'm going to be sitting here hiding, until, like, Thursday night when it becomes evident I really do need to write something. This is the way things go.

"What is the meaning of this negative?"

Okay, this needs to stop. I keep getting randomly exhausted, out of nowhere. To the point where my eyes keep going unfocused and I just completely zone out for a minute or two at a time, for no apparent reason.

This is especially annoying because there are things I want to write, and I want to tag Wolverine (who I'm going to have to refer to as Wolverine for the rest of time, because now I have a demon named Logan) and the Sydney Jasper group, but I just... can't think. And there's no good reason, because I slept for a good eleven or twelve hours last night.

Iiii really, really hate this.

(Also, that was dumb. No, self, you can't post into your own personal journal while logged into the Doctor's. Nice try, though.)