Oh, for fuck's sake.

I'd better have enough for Dean Jr. on Thursday, because this is really just getting fucking ridiculous. The computer doesn't want to work, so hopefully my brother won't be home too much for the next few days, because if I can't get it to work any better, that's going to be where I'll be writing all of my fic for the next few days. Seriously, I have five thousand ideas and I haven't finished anything in something like two weeks. I have withdrawal like crazy. (Hence the ficlet at the end of this post. Dude, I had to write something.)

I have my uncle's book, so I plan on sitting down and reading it either tomorrow or the next day. Whoo! (Heh. The funny thing was when we were talking about writing, because he said he can't just come up with a fictional story and I said I couldn't do non-fiction to save my life.)

I did not watch the Miss Universe pageant to root for a dress. You can't prove it.

And lastly, I have to finish my spn_50states fic in the next few days or else I'm going to go crazy. At the very least, I have to make a decision on a local ghost story. Seriously, brain, pick ONE.

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Okay, the ficlet. It's only a few hundred words, and it's a 4400/Grey's Anatomy crossover. General 4400 spoilers for this season, although if you've never watched you can get by, and spoilers for the last episode of this season of GA.

I just needed to write a scenario that made me happy before I fucking punch something like my goddamn computer, so ... this.

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