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I have many, many recordings of Evie singing on my iTunes. And they don't come up often, but about half the time, when they do, I get a puppy running over to my computer, grumbling discontentedly and shoving her nose around the speaker bits in a desperate attempt to find out how to get Mommy out of there. It's endearing, in a really annoying, "stop that, I'm trying to type HEY FINGERS ARE NOT FOR CHEWING" sort of way.
Eventually, Ace calms down, but by then she's worked herself into hiccups and has to chew on my feet to make herself feel better about Evie's absence. I love my puppy. Really, I do. But she is the reason I get nothing done most days. For some reason, chewing on parts of my body is absolutely the most entertaining thing she could possibly be doing. And if I'm not paying enough attention to her, she will shove her head forcibly onto my lap and then chew on whatever body parts are in reach. Or stare at me disconcertingly for almost a full minute and then bark for no good reason. I was just getting into writing mode and one of those barks startled me out of it and now my heart's racing and GOD DAMN IT.
Remind me why we didn't get a cat?
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Attempting to think of a plotbunny for
writerinadrawer? I had to remind myself that Sam Tyler is not a Torchwood character and therefore I could not use him in my story. Damn you,
draegonhawke. I blame you.
My Doctor Who/Torchwood plotbunnies file on googledocs has distressingly few Torchwood plotbunnies. They're... almost all Doctor Who. Which is weird, because I actually tend to write more Torchwood fic than Doctor Who fic. I'm actually really deeply bothered by this.
I'm also bothered by the fact that I just can't seem to write at all. For the past week or so. My brain just... doesn't want to put words in any sort of coherent order, which is stupid, because I'm tagging just fine. So it's not that I can't write, it's more that I don't like anything I'm writing and therefore throw it out before I get anywhere with it.
Dear self? STOP IT. Seriously, knock it off, right now. It's not amusing.
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Something, somewhere, is making this high-pitched ringing/buzzing sound. It is very, very irritating. I wish I knew what it was so I could make it stop.
Also, it's apparently my new hobby now to make icons that BREAK me. *Points to icon to demonstrate* Or something. Because the Tosh/Owen icons with "they saved the world a lot" weren't enough, apparently. Hey, at least I've also got happy!icons on my computer somewhere. Mostly, they're text only icons with Rift quotes. But they're happy! I swear I'll post them some day.
Eventually, Ace calms down, but by then she's worked herself into hiccups and has to chew on my feet to make herself feel better about Evie's absence. I love my puppy. Really, I do. But she is the reason I get nothing done most days. For some reason, chewing on parts of my body is absolutely the most entertaining thing she could possibly be doing. And if I'm not paying enough attention to her, she will shove her head forcibly onto my lap and then chew on whatever body parts are in reach. Or stare at me disconcertingly for almost a full minute and then bark for no good reason. I was just getting into writing mode and one of those barks startled me out of it and now my heart's racing and GOD DAMN IT.
Remind me why we didn't get a cat?
Attempting to think of a plotbunny for
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My Doctor Who/Torchwood plotbunnies file on googledocs has distressingly few Torchwood plotbunnies. They're... almost all Doctor Who. Which is weird, because I actually tend to write more Torchwood fic than Doctor Who fic. I'm actually really deeply bothered by this.
I'm also bothered by the fact that I just can't seem to write at all. For the past week or so. My brain just... doesn't want to put words in any sort of coherent order, which is stupid, because I'm tagging just fine. So it's not that I can't write, it's more that I don't like anything I'm writing and therefore throw it out before I get anywhere with it.
Dear self? STOP IT. Seriously, knock it off, right now. It's not amusing.
Something, somewhere, is making this high-pitched ringing/buzzing sound. It is very, very irritating. I wish I knew what it was so I could make it stop.
Also, it's apparently my new hobby now to make icons that BREAK me. *Points to icon to demonstrate* Or something. Because the Tosh/Owen icons with "they saved the world a lot" weren't enough, apparently. Hey, at least I've also got happy!icons on my computer somewhere. Mostly, they're text only icons with Rift quotes. But they're happy! I swear I'll post them some day.
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Date: 2008-05-27 12:22 am (UTC)And you didn't get a cat because you didn't want your pet considering how you would taste like food....
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Date: 2008-05-27 12:24 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-05-27 12:23 am (UTC)I was speaking to Miriam on the phone earlier and it was on speaker, and both the cats came in and started trying to climb into the phone to get her. It was so cute! In an annoying, please-do-not-shred-Val's-flesh kind of way.
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Date: 2008-05-27 12:24 am (UTC)Awww, kitties! That is adorable. Give them both love for me?
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Date: 2008-05-27 12:38 am (UTC)Oh wow. *flails at the icon* I just stared at that thing for a long time and wibbled, because... GUH.
Although I do approve of Rift!quote icons. Hee! Those are very happy-making.
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Date: 2008-05-27 12:57 am (UTC)Yeah. Yeah. It's just such a perfect line for the Doctor and it makes me want to cry every time I look at it and yet I CAN'T STOP.
They are! And I'll post them... when I have more of them. Because I'm lazy and don't like posting icons until I have HUGE BATCHES of them.
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Date: 2008-05-27 01:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-27 01:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-27 02:11 am (UTC)Uh.
I am coherent at the moment. Rly.
*snuggles tight*
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Date: 2008-05-27 02:12 am (UTC)*Snugglecling*
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Date: 2008-05-27 02:13 am (UTC)*clings and fights death off of*