{ so the problem would appear to be my total lack of give-a-damn. }

[delga]

So, I spammed avec wliberation and said, look, yo, I gotta go work! And then I did nothing, heh. So now it's 5.30pm and I have done a total ZERO from THREE THOUSAND words. Yay? At least I'll have it planned. Really, really need to do this. Also? Really, really annoyed that it's a pre-New Year deadline.

The problem is more that I am sneeing too much to give a damn, I have Battlestar waiting for me, and I have something that I want to write. Well, something I want to plan and not actually write. I don't know.

I think we're eating pizza tonight. My thighs weep with despair, yo.

Comments

[tigertrapped.livejournal.com]

Weeping thighs sound sort of kinky.

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Darling, I really think you are the only person I know who would come to that conclusion *g*

[tigertrapped.livejournal.com]

I'm proud to say I probably am! *g*

(Will I not stop with the *g*??)

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

(I find it becomes a bizarre form of punctuation, like an end-stop, thus mildly compulsive.)

[russianvelvet.livejournal.com]

*giggles* i love your way with words!

"my thighs weep with despair"

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