#med!dead

there is a thing called sleep, I’m told... I think I’ll go explore that menu option

hectic weekend, posting on hold (except queue). finishing up 2nd pass of beta-reads.  info post most definitely on hold

Study music selection: Grand Budapest Hotel soundtrack 😊

There are few logical and believable reasons for a student to be awake at 3am, but hair dye is one that is readily accepted. It's the sort of thing that can understandably get left until the last possible instant, until you've gone two days without washing your hair and are staring at yourself in the mirror on Monday morning, wondering if you can tally how many other ways your weekend was, ultimately, a failure.

If the shower is an incubator for plunnies, the corners are dustbunny farms, the refrigerator is meant to be a stasis capsule, but it sometimes turns out an incubator for new and exciting life forms... and we seem to have come full circle.

I am very tired. And no laptop in the foreseeable future. Don't mind me, I need to hibernate for a bit longer. There's actually some writing attempting to happen. Though the chances of me updating seem a bit... slimish. Sorry about that. I owe many prompts and most of them smutlets, but - well, soonish, but easily not this break. I've never felt so smashed, not even the last few months. It's... interesting? Gods no it isn't, not at all.

Brain, stop that. That's water piping noise. It is entirely too blasted cold for crickets.