I'm not as think as you drunk I am
Oct. 11th, 2008 06:56 pmSo, ummmmm. I woke up at five am this morning and couldn't go back to sleep no matter how hard I tried, because there was this fic in me like burning, so I finally just got up and wrote it. "Dust Between," down there on the page. ::points:: Clicky clicky! I always think of CS Lewis's Till We Have Faces when I feel like this, how the protag (can't remember her name) really wanted to write her story down, and she felt like she was pregnant with book, and it just all fell out of her. I was pregnant with fic this morning.
So I wrote it, over three thousand words in just over four hours, and I was all proud and on a fic high for the rest of the day, and then I made myself a mojito, because I have rum and mojito mix. I dunno quite what I did, but I am definitely tipsy now, as well as punchy on lack of sleep. I tried to nap this morning after finishing the fic, but I couldn't do it, and I can't seem to do it now, either, even though my eyes are all blurry and I can't quite watch the rest of the Arrested Development I have in my DVD player from Netflix because the faces are kinda, you know, two of them all over.
Eegh, I'm tired but can't sleep. So this is just, like, a warning, that if my comments tonight are weird, that's why. Also the K on this laptop will noT STOP STICING and it's driving me mad, so perhaps sometimes I will miss a K, too. Seriously, I could have finished that fic faster if my eyboard was better.
Ummmm. I think that's all I have to say, really. Except that this really weird. Am I drunk? Maybe a little. I've only ever been drunk once, and that was on purpose, because I wanted to see what it was like. Soon after I got my apartment, it was. I bought this cheapo bottle of wine and Walmart and drank it all over the course of a couple of hours. I ended up just playing my guitar and singing loud and drunken folk songs to my mice. Then I tried to watch TV, because I thought it would maybe be funnier if I watched something while I was drunk, but I just fell asleep on the couch. And woke up a few hours later and went to bed and slept till morning. And that was my one grand experience with being drunk.
This one may be slightly more interesting, since I seem to have the internet at my disposal. HELLO INTERNETZ! You are very shiny todya. GIVE ME A GOOD FIC.
See ya later.
Yeah, I'm not even gonna bother reading this for typos. YOU WILL HAVE TO DEAL.
ETA: I bought the wine AT Wal-mart, not AND Wal-mart. Ahahahaha! That would be awesome, though. I would have so much fun with my own Wal-mart.
So I wrote it, over three thousand words in just over four hours, and I was all proud and on a fic high for the rest of the day, and then I made myself a mojito, because I have rum and mojito mix. I dunno quite what I did, but I am definitely tipsy now, as well as punchy on lack of sleep. I tried to nap this morning after finishing the fic, but I couldn't do it, and I can't seem to do it now, either, even though my eyes are all blurry and I can't quite watch the rest of the Arrested Development I have in my DVD player from Netflix because the faces are kinda, you know, two of them all over.
Eegh, I'm tired but can't sleep. So this is just, like, a warning, that if my comments tonight are weird, that's why. Also the K on this laptop will noT STOP STICING and it's driving me mad, so perhaps sometimes I will miss a K, too. Seriously, I could have finished that fic faster if my eyboard was better.
Ummmm. I think that's all I have to say, really. Except that this really weird. Am I drunk? Maybe a little. I've only ever been drunk once, and that was on purpose, because I wanted to see what it was like. Soon after I got my apartment, it was. I bought this cheapo bottle of wine and Walmart and drank it all over the course of a couple of hours. I ended up just playing my guitar and singing loud and drunken folk songs to my mice. Then I tried to watch TV, because I thought it would maybe be funnier if I watched something while I was drunk, but I just fell asleep on the couch. And woke up a few hours later and went to bed and slept till morning. And that was my one grand experience with being drunk.
This one may be slightly more interesting, since I seem to have the internet at my disposal. HELLO INTERNETZ! You are very shiny todya. GIVE ME A GOOD FIC.
See ya later.
Yeah, I'm not even gonna bother reading this for typos. YOU WILL HAVE TO DEAL.
ETA: I bought the wine AT Wal-mart, not AND Wal-mart. Ahahahaha! That would be awesome, though. I would have so much fun with my own Wal-mart.