I am in that mindframe of AAAAAH, YULETIDE, DON'T TALK TO MEEEEE.

I had one story started for my person, then read the prompt again and decided they would not like my idea (they asked for no romance whatsoever, which makes total sense in canon context; I had a background pairing that was important to the plot, also canon but! So dumped it for a later story idea for me, not yuletide). I have a new story started that I'm excited about! It just won't flow on paper right. ;_; GET ON THE PAGE, EXPLOSIONS!!!

My second story, that I really, really want to get done in time, is awesome and involves plot and all my push buttons (anyone that reads it will go "ah, this is so Heather!"). And eeeeeeee, I have to think of more plot with it, but it's fun!

I'm putting it out there now: I am going to be begging for a beta soon. You do not need context. THERE ARE EXPLOSIONS. It's like context! Most likely ready for Monday, I think! I hope. WRITE HARDER, SELF.

I plan to lock myself in my room this weekend and WRITE WRITE WRITE. That's how I work best on yuletide: write in a massive chunk, then read it over the next day, fret, then make others read it, then REJOICE!!!

Between hair appointments, of course! I forgot I had that one. Red head, here I come!!

I have to figure out what to get my nephew for christmas. I honestly have no idea. He wants a remote control monster truck, which my dad already got him a fancy one. I ask, "well, what else might you like?" He says, "Just that, auntie. And for you to visit for longer. I love you!" DAMN YOU AND YOUR CUTENESS. Give me a freaking list!!! He's so unmaterialistic, he makes it hard for all of us each year. He might be getting a remote control air shark, if my sister lets me. I'm a good aunt: I always vet my gifts by mom!!

I am regifting my old ipod to my sister, which she is dorking out how to jailbreak it already. She wouldn't let herself buy one for herself before, because she was afraid of what she would do to it, because she is a giant damn nerd (also, she never buys herself anything). Hurrah, I win Christmas already!

Right. I will win against this freaking work project on I'm right now. So many evaluations! It's fine; my eyes cross after a while from all the tiny print. I'm taking a break before I tackle at least two more before end of day. TWO MOOOOOOORE. It is my battle cry of the day.

And off I go! BACK TO THE GRIND.