My attention won't hold.

FIC WRITE. In which Jecca takes the retconning of sparks into G1 entirely too far, and also attempts to rationalize the utter lack of reactions of the Season 3 characters to the movie deaths, and also shorts out her brain several times. I suppose that's all I'll say about any of it, but, man, I want to ramble about this. Blah blah. Blah.

Earlier today I reopened a few works in progress that I've avoided for whatever reason and remembered I actually wanted to finish them. So I'm putting some of the more recent stuff on the back burner until I care enough about it to finish it.


I haven't read ... anything, geez, for a few weeks now. I keep thinking, I am falling behind! You were liking that story, so pick that book up and finish it! Browse the internet and catch up! And I keep not doing anything.

Also, I swear, I do read my friends list. All of it! Promise! Except stories these days because, as I just said, I have not been reading lately. I am just feelingly decidedly ... unwordy in regards to responding to people? I don't know. I keep meaning to comment, I just usually don't. I have no excuse.


The radio station keeps having severe bouts of dead air. This went on last night for about six hours. It's going on again tonight, but it started earlier. If it weren't a dial, I'd just change the station. As it is, I'm sorely tempt--

... You know what, never mind. I'm changing the station.


Also, I keep sleeping for something like twelve hours a night, which is really annoying. Frag it all, did I sleep until noon again? WHY?! I'm bored, I think is most of the problem. Nothing to do but work, and now school. (Four hour classes are bad, by the way. I can manage three just fine, but four hour classes are just too long. Stupid summer semester being short.)

blahblahblahblahtrilobites oh, hey, I got another comment on my Ecco Haiku a few days ago and I'm still happy about it, yay