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*takes deep breath*

In the interests of actually getting Quindlemire finished, I'm making some rather drastic decisons and cutting out all the politics. I don't know anything about politics anyway, I don't like writing those scenes, and it gives me far too many characters to develop.

So why do I feel like I just tore off one of my own limbs, dammit?

Will miss Sonne and Calies, especially since they were so good at the witty bantering. I'll have to revive them in other stories.

...*wails*...

I plan to spend tonight staying up as long as humanly possible, starting finishing Ashie's birthday fic and forcing Lae to talk to me again.

My English essay is going to be on Hamlet's soliloquy, and now that I've made that decision I can't find any motivation to actually write the bloody thing.

I've started collecting quotes that apply to myself that I find in fanfiction. I'm not bored, no, why would you say that? The self-sufficiency one was NOT actually from the vampire fic (which explains why I couldn't find it after rereading and using Ctrl-F...eheh) but in a fic by pennypaperbrain, about Tatsumi;

utterly self-sufficient after years spent deliberately hardening yourself

And from a fic by Kouri about Schuldich, in a related sense and nastily displaying my habit of masochism;

I don’t like it when someone makes me think about how fucked up I am

Wasn't that fun.