Feb. 26th, 2009

allfireburns: Emily Prentiss, grinning over her shoulder. (Default)
I would like to have a normal sleep schedule again. All I've been managing lately are weird hours-long naps at the most random intervals, and it's frustrating.

The apartment is freezing. We're hoping that this means it won't be horribly hot later today, but right now, I can barely feel my feet. I am not pleased by this.

Writing is happening now, dammit. Yes. If I can stop fixating on the fact that I CAN'T FEEL MY TOES.

(Oh, look, here's yet another mood icon of shirtless!Owen. Seriously, this mood theme has about five separate moods featuring shirtless!Owen and I have LEGITIMATE QUESTIONS about this.)

EDIT: AUGH. I FAIL AT WRITING. AUGH. WHY DO I DO THIS? SOMEONE SHOOT ME.

...okay, I only mean that a little, but I want to kill things right about now. *Goes to make coffee and... brood or something*