LA LA LA.

[apocalypsos]

Aaaaand that's two chapters. Plus, I'm close enough to a quarter of the way done with the whole damn thing (*Muppet arms*) to feel okay about stopping for the night.

Of course, I'm still doing the same thing I always do, which is pretty much throw crap at a wall and scrape the piles together later and oh, my God, that metaphor did not start out quite that gross in my head. *headsmack* But, yes. Planning? What planning? I was supposed to plot? Ha! Plotting is for loooosers. Hmph.

Now I'll go engage in the usual useless behavior, watching Never Mind The Buzzcocks or gay German soap storylines on YouTube while putting together jigsaw puzzles online or playing puzzle games intended to frustrate the hell out of me. Oh, Addicting Games, you evil aptly-named bastard.