Rambling, thy name is Annie

[out_there]

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.)

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Hee! I loved him too!