merridia | [093] The last of the reprints?

So that was a fucking miserable day. Everything that could possibly have gone terribly did, and it was long and exhausting and just... miserable. And then something awesome came up and looking forward to it was exactly what I needed to get through the rest of the day and then it didn't happen and I was fucking crushed and have basically spent the rest of the night crying off and on over something that should have been totally inconsequential.

There is no point to this entry other than to say... I will probably not be around tonight because I hate everything. I would love to get to all my party tags as well as the actual important plotty things I owe, but I've got a wicked headache now thanks to all the stupid stifled sobbing, which has yet to really stop, so. Tomorrow.

I need more shippy threads.

Also, I signed up for Camp Nanowrimo, but due to the aforementioned no-good, awful day, didn't get a whole lot done. I've got an idea and a couple hundred words, though, and I think it's erratic and open-ended enough to carry me through the month, since I'll be writing it in fits and starts while I'm at work.

Mostly I just wish it was late enough to go to sleep. Until then, I think I'll just marathon some Hill Street Blues or something.

[093] The last of the reprints?

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