allfireburns | I hear the voice of rage and ruin...

Watched a great (and perhaps sickening) amount of Supernatural today. Evie and I got through the first episode of the second season before deciding we weren't emotionally prepared to handle anymore. OH MY GOD. Just... OH MY GOD.

Ow.

I figured out the fairies in On a Saturday, which is good, considering one of the main characters is a fairy.

And I finished a scene in that Jack fic I'm writing, which apparently is not the fic I'm writing for the

available_very ficathon, because it's turning out a hell of a lot less Jack/Rose than I thought it would be. This means that in the next three to four days, I'm going to have to plot and write a completely different Jack/Rose story and... Arrrgh. This would be a lot easier if the prompts I got weren't so vague they make me want to bash my head repeatedly into the keyboard and shake whoever gave them to me.

And I'm annoyed by just about everything tonight. I don't know why. The annoyance is just coming in waves where I'll be fine for a while, and then out of nowhere breathing becomes difficult and I want to throw things across the room and bite anyone who so much as looks at me.

...Yeah, that's about it for me. My life is exceedingly boring.

I hear the voice of rage and ruin...

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