I have one of those in my head now, it's so big it will take me forever to eat through. I have a book FULL of things I've written (that will never be shared with anyone), and now I can't even write 2 sentences without thinking "OH DEATH YOU HAVE FINALLY COME FOR ME I HATE YOU GIVE ME WORDS STOP KILLING THE WORDS" or something like that.
I'm also feeling quite sick, though that isn't new. I've been sick for months, one thing after another. It has become quite a vicious thing.
I thought my best friend died today, that was awfully frightening. But he isn't dead, he's quite alive.
Goodness, I've been reading this TERRIFIC fic. It's Doctor/Master, called 'New Dawn Fades' by Omphalos on Livejournal (I think that's how it's spelt, so sorry). Anyways, I'm enjoying it VERY much, I'm on part 7 out of 10, sad face.
I don't want it to end, but I also want to see how he/she will end it. Such terrific writing, such inspiration. :)
Anyways, writers block.
Not a fan... I have a pun for this, a visual one. I don't want to post it because of reasons. Mainly because I'm quite tired and that took a lot of effort.
Well, when I finally find the words and write this silly thing, I'll be sure to post it HERE. Safe from anyone (because really, no one reads this silly little blog).
I will now sign the end of this entry:
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(Not really though, because why on earth would I do such a thing)
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