less than ideal
I always forget how weeks of intensive study in which I am not required to interact with other human beings drive me SLIGHTLY STIR CRAZY after a while. It's not like I've gone full-on compensatory extrovert, even IM would help get some of the itch of words out, but of course spending the whole day at the library means that I miss the entire stretch of hours during which Americans are online and available to chat.
And then tonight I tried to write, and failed, and instead drank cider and watched Sucker Punch which was maaaaybe not the best of ideas when I was feeling spaced-out and on-edge anyway.
(Someone's written SOME kind of SP/Inception fusion, right? Link me to it right now so that I stop wanting to write it myself.)
And then tonight I tried to write, and failed, and instead drank cider and watched Sucker Punch which was maaaaybe not the best of ideas when I was feeling spaced-out and on-edge anyway.
(Someone's written SOME kind of SP/Inception fusion, right? Link me to it right now so that I stop wanting to write it myself.)

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....sadly, it's still in the 'WOULDN'T IT BE COOL IF ARIADNE WAS SWEET PEA'S GRANDDAUGHTER AND WHACKY HIJINKS HAPPEN WITH COMAS AND DREAMS' stage in my writing folder.
What did you think of Sucker Punch, anyway?
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Also, the time zone thing is TOTAL BS and I am jealous of your cider.