So that happened.
May. 1st, 2010 06:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apocalypsosIt is currently approximately six-thirty in the morning. This leaves me seventeen hours until my SPN Big Bang is due.
My tummy has stopped hurting, although not without an oh-so-fun night of running back and forth to the bathroom, one delightful sequence where I balled up my electric blanket and curled myself around it in the fetal position to alleviate the pain, aaaaaand the ever-popular sticking my finger down my throat when I'm sick so I can stop feeling like shit and throw up already, which unfortunately was the one thing that worked for some reason. I would appreciate it if my go-to solution for stomach troubles didn't always have to be my possible talent for bulimia. God, I would kick ASS at a bulimia contest.
... anyway. Have I mentioned how much it amuses me that the thing that cracks my writer's block is twenty thousand words of second-person POV present-tense AU light femmeslash? Of all the things my brain decides it wants to write, honestly.
Okay, time to dig up some Air Crash Investigation episodes on YouTube and start pounding away.
*puts on writer panties*
*marches into battle*
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My tummy has stopped hurting, although not without an oh-so-fun night of running back and forth to the bathroom, one delightful sequence where I balled up my electric blanket and curled myself around it in the fetal position to alleviate the pain, aaaaaand the ever-popular sticking my finger down my throat when I'm sick so I can stop feeling like shit and throw up already, which unfortunately was the one thing that worked for some reason. I would appreciate it if my go-to solution for stomach troubles didn't always have to be my possible talent for bulimia. God, I would kick ASS at a bulimia contest.
... anyway. Have I mentioned how much it amuses me that the thing that cracks my writer's block is twenty thousand words of second-person POV present-tense AU light femmeslash? Of all the things my brain decides it wants to write, honestly.
Okay, time to dig up some Air Crash Investigation episodes on YouTube and start pounding away.
*puts on writer panties*
*marches into battle*
