…Moving On, Then.

*ahem*

I feel I should apologize for the… incident on Friday night. The one where I had not just a headache, but a full-blown motherfecking migraine, and I revealed the sad extent to which painkillers affect my brain. If you read it, you can probably guess why I’ve never tried hard drugs.

I don’t need them.

We’ll just leave that where it is and pretend it never happened, hmm? Good.

Now, moving on… ‘Tis the night before (Camp) NaNo! Do you know what that means? Sadly, it does not mean I’m all stocked up on crappuccino; I’ll have to fix that later. No, it means that I know exactly what I’m going to be working on (and I hope finishing) in the month of April, but as I was walking the dog this evening a BRILLIANT, AMAZING, STUPENDOUS IDEA jumped into my head, and it is demanding to jump the line. I’m like, “No, I have to finish this other thing,” and it’s all, “but dude, I start with EASTER, you can’t put that shit off!” Ugh, so pushy.

I can handle it, this happens a lot. I’ll just have to appease it by writing out everything I thought of tonight and telling it that it needs to fester a little longer. Maybe in July, depending on how things do between now and then. I might need a break from my other world by then.

Ooh, but it’s going to be fun! *squeak!*