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Writer's Block: Rare Condition
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Nope and nope. The only phobias I come close to having are somniphobia (which actually sucks and screws me up sometimes) and coulrophobia (which is waning as I get older and is moderately amusing to me now after the freak-outs). Oh, and earwig phobia. FUCK, I hate that one. Ugggggh.
I'm sitting in a waiting room (have been since around 10am) at Moffitt while Jaime gets his PET scan. Pirates came by and gave me beads. It sucks that we have to visit a cancer center, but I have to say, this place can be pretty awesome sometimes.
Working on Valentine's Day fic for the P4 kink meme. It's turning out longer than I expected. Why can't I ever just write one or two comments worth?
Anything good on the internet today?
Edit: There's an elderly woman crocheting a baby blanket a few feet away from me. She's so FAST. She just tips the hook back and forth, and stitch after stitch appears. I'm in awe. And jealous. Dang.
Nope and nope. The only phobias I come close to having are somniphobia (which actually sucks and screws me up sometimes) and coulrophobia (which is waning as I get older and is moderately amusing to me now after the freak-outs). Oh, and earwig phobia. FUCK, I hate that one. Ugggggh.
I'm sitting in a waiting room (have been since around 10am) at Moffitt while Jaime gets his PET scan. Pirates came by and gave me beads. It sucks that we have to visit a cancer center, but I have to say, this place can be pretty awesome sometimes.
Working on Valentine's Day fic for the P4 kink meme. It's turning out longer than I expected. Why can't I ever just write one or two comments worth?
Anything good on the internet today?
Edit: There's an elderly woman crocheting a baby blanket a few feet away from me. She's so FAST. She just tips the hook back and forth, and stitch after stitch appears. I'm in awe. And jealous. Dang.