For the record, the menagerie's reaction to one another was something like this:
Emmett: "Hey, a new guy! Hi, new guy! You can help me plot! Every villain needs a sidekick, right?"
Otis: "... oh, fuck, I've been sent to the apartment of Dr. Moreau."
Also, John Krasinski was just on Ellen talking about how he got sucked into watching Project Runway. No, really, why can't I have one of those? *grabbyhands*
So, yeah. I have a metric assload of plotbunnies from Wincon (dude, I swear "Pin The Plotbunny on TP" was an open game for anybody who wanted to play) to work on today, not to mention that I managed to get the index card notes for The Sorcerers of Scranton done, which helps a lot. Taking an entire shift off of work has completely thrown off my brain.
Okay, now I have to go friend people from Wincon. *bounds off*
Emmett: "Hey, a new guy! Hi, new guy! You can help me plot! Every villain needs a sidekick, right?"
Otis: "... oh, fuck, I've been sent to the apartment of Dr. Moreau."
Also, John Krasinski was just on Ellen talking about how he got sucked into watching Project Runway. No, really, why can't I have one of those? *grabbyhands*
So, yeah. I have a metric assload of plotbunnies from Wincon (dude, I swear "Pin The Plotbunny on TP" was an open game for anybody who wanted to play) to work on today, not to mention that I managed to get the index card notes for The Sorcerers of Scranton done, which helps a lot. Taking an entire shift off of work has completely thrown off my brain.
Okay, now I have to go friend people from Wincon. *bounds off*
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Date: 2006-10-18 03:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-22 09:01 am (UTC)now if only i could get those RPS bunnies to stick.