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I'm trying to think of something to say. Only, this was me last night:

Me: *mumbles*
Jock Jock: What?
Me: What? Was gonna say. Thing. Something. Can't remember. *waves hand* probably wasn't expensive.


Eight, nine hours of sleep later and I'm still feeling a leeeedle incoherent. I want to take a day or two off, a day or two on which I have no commitments or guilty feeling that I should be online or what have you, just so that I can get my room tidied and do my laundry and man, take a walk in the park. Because it's my favourite time of year, right now, and I've not been to the park once, and I'm missing it.

The thought that I'm pretty much gonna have to do this for the rest of my life is somewhat terrifying.

I owe a lot of people comments back, and I will be getting onto that tonight - I'm sorry I've been so neglectful but events have a habit of ganging up on my and pouncing from alleyways and stealing my time. Bastards.

Reeally want to go back to bed, right now.

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STOMP!

STOMP STOMP STOMP
BANG!
BANG BANG STOMP, BANG BANG,
STOMP STOMP STOMP-STOMP STOMPSTOMPSTOMP
FUUUUUUCK
STOMP BANG STOMP STOMP BANG STOMP
STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP
bang.




I'm in a bad mood. No real reason.

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Money requested for birthday. Shall have to get a big jar and label it MILLICON in large, friendly letters. Because I've spent money from birthday for the past few years on rent, and there is no way I'm going to do it again. There are things I need to pay for, but there are always things I need to pay for. Birthdays are definitely on the other side of the need/want line.

I wasn't paid enough last month, so I'm getting a couple of months pay at once at the end of this, which is excellent in terms of christmas. Perhaps I may even do (GASP) cards, this year. I may even get my tax back, which should be at least £100. I will be bloody ROLLING in it. Heh. It's gonna be reeeeally weird.

I'm still really grumpy, but knowing that it's not about anything kind of makes it okay. I mean, I feel better, slightly, because nothing's majorly wrong and I know things'll improve. But still, be glad you're on the other end of the internet.

*stomps more. Only quieter*

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Isn't fanart_fairy the loveliest idea ever? So much love for it. You have a really bad day, and then you see something like this, and it makes everything better.

It also makes me wish I'd written more Potter fic. XD

Do fanartists feel the same way? I've always vaguely wondered. Does it make them hugely squeeful if their art gets ficced?

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GIP.

I needed a fandom icon here. Just in case I write more.

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Sorry people I was talking to but the world has decided I am required presence and phone calls aplenty abound. At the moment I'm just about to ring Mrs Spike back - who is soon to be ex-Mrs Spike, hence phonecall - so milliways admin things will be happening tomorrow night, and I hope I catch up with chatty people soon.

As an additional note, I'm majorly impressed because for the most part typing this entry without looking at the keyboard or screen because I am simultaneously carrying out a conversation with Jock Jock. *KING*