Don't wanna be at work...

Lay in bed too long this morning, and got into work at 8.50am. Wouldn't have been a bad thing, except for the fact that I was supposed to attend a staff meeting at 8.15am. I totally forgot (but I don't really care).

I'm blaming the winking AU!Nate from the SFU promo. Now, I have a little ficlet going through my head. So, expect a little Nate/Casey ficlet later today.

My batteries on my Discman are out. Already. That's only three days usage. I'm guessing I'll really ned to invest in rechargable batteries. (Apparently, you can charge them up right in the discman, so that's tres cool.)

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I don't want to work, and my Nate-voice is off. Is anyone interested in a quick beta? If so, I'm going to use jmtorres's trick and post it on a filter for just you to see when I'm finished.

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Argh. Am in that mid-afternoon slump where I have work to do, but instead I'm checking hotmail every two minutes to see if anyone's replied. (Validate my waste of time, damn you!)

Um. Yes. I know this is a very silly waste of time.

And, yeah... I know there's that pile of stuff sitting all over my desk that needs to be done.

Fine. I'll be over here doing it.

(And checking Hotmail every five minutes.)

Rambling, thy name is Annie

Okay, I'm waiting for the next twenty minutes to pass. I feel like Blackboard. Hurry up! (Those of you not in Australia, or who didn't watch Mr Squiggle, probably won't get that. For those of you who did get it, Blackboard was my *favourite* character. *g*)

I posted a couple unbeta'd fics to inthetallgrass (they've already appeared on my LJ, so it's nothing new) because:

a) I won't bother getting those beta'd

b) If I post them there, there's a chance I'll update my website soon with the new fics

c) I wanted to keep up to my 8 sorkin fics a month average. (Dude, that's Jan, Feb and March. I wonder if I can keep this up all year? *boggles at the thought*)

And, this is kinda unrelated, but do you guys think I should bother posting the SN icon drabbles there? (I should probably not be lazy, and get those beta'd first...)

*sighs*

I want it to be home time so I can sit on the train and write sleepless Casey. I want it to be Friday so I can have a weekend. Scratch that. I want it to be Sunday so I can play tag with Celli and squeal over Little City.

*pouts*

I'm tired. I'm a little cranky. I have a headache that just won't quit. And I'm out of batteries for my discman. Could 6pm please hurry up and get here?

Oh, screw that. If I can get out of here at 5.30pm, I'm dashing.

(On the good side of today, I got reassurance from scrunchy that my weird promo inspired fic works outside my head.)

Still NST...

Took me 15 minutes to get online. There was a handful of very heartfelt "Fuck!"s exclaimed. (As you can probably tell, I'm in a weird mood. It's Nature's Special Time, and I'm tired, and ... just eurgh.)

Anyway, maybe it's karmic payback for spending fifteen minutes leering at a guy on the train. He was cute, in that starving artist kind of way. Really skinny. In a thigh-length leather coat that came in at the waist, flared a little over the hips, but also had a very neat shoulder-line with a very wide collar. Made me think of 70s glam rock, even though there was nothing glam about it. (It's just that shoulders/waist/hips look that makes me think of super skinny Bowie.)

I'm going to post this just before I go offline, so I don't spam everyone too much.

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Oh, my god. Signe, I've eaten so much I'm going to explode. I really should have stopped half an hour ago.

The real problem is that my *fourth* bowl of pasta isn't empty, and it tastes too good to waste... *keeps eating*

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I don't think I'll write any more Nate fiction ever, since he kinda makes me neurotic. (So does Wendi's Jimmy, which is why I'll never try him again. Seriously, there are some characters that I just don't trust myself with.) But, Signe confirmed that I'm just being totally neurotic. The fic, and the characterisation, is *fine*.

*yawns* Okay, bed. (I need to find a tape for The L Word...)