
NaNo people, take heart: this is just jealousy. The idea that you could write 50,000 words in a month is just impossible to me.
I have not written anything in... over a month. Eep. Have I just said everything I have to say? I don't want to end up duplicating myself over and over (though surely some would argue I'm only capable of that), but the only ideas I seem to have these days are half-formed AUs that I don't have the time to spend on. Someone with more time on his/her hands should just download the fic-filled parts of my brain.
In other news, the heat is fixed (someone had mysteriously *turned my furnace off* -- I didn't even know that was *possible*) and plans have been made to shut off the building's water so the handyman can fix E's leaky showerhead. Tonight when I get home from the gym, I am going to plunk myself down in front of FFXII again. Then I'll do the same thing tomorrow before I go pick up the boy
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