Running in circles, chasing our tails, coming back as we are...

Okay, so this? This is not the ideal thing to have happen before bed. AT ALL. And now Suzie gets to meet the Doctor's shadow, which... yeah, that's not scary at all.

My heart keeps doing this weird spazzy thing and now I have to have alcohol so I actually can sleep some time in the next hour or so. I'll console myself with the fact that that thread? Actually could have ended worse.

And the thing I'm writing now is giving me problems. I feel like my characterization is crap and the story's all lopsided. Argh. I don't know what to do about this - a part of me wants to ask someone to look at it, and a part of me wants to not let anyone see it ever ever.

Whatever. I'm drinking and tagging now. I'll deal with that later.

Can has muffin plz?

I woke up desperately wanting a muffin. I still desperately want a muffin. I do not know where this came from, but muffins seem like a very good idea right now. ...lionessvalenti, I blame you. I just do.

I'm just gonna... go catch up on tags, maybe put on some Torchwood or The West Wing (because those are the same thing... hush, I can't just decide which I'd rather watch), and then write something, damn it.

Productivity! It shall happen! ...in theory.