The best sort of self-insert.

SOMETIMES MY FRUSTRATION AT MY INABILITY TO FINISH SCENES MANIFESTS IN BIZARRE WAYS.

[00:25] JeccaAM: raragfds
[00:27] JeccaAM: “Hello,” she says, for lack of anything better. Her voice cracks.
[00:28] JeccaAM: "I see you've finished having screaming fits at everyone to pass by. Should I take this to mean you're getting better or that you're about to keel over dead?"
[00:28] JeccaAM: "um," hotaru replied intelligently.
[00:29] JeccaAM: "I see," the nurse said, nodding, as she made a note on a clipboard. "I'll have them up your medication, then."
[00:30] JeccaAM: Hotaru bit her lip. "um. Do you... see that?" she asked, pointing towards the opposite corner of the room.
[00:30] JeccaAM: "Oh, her?" the nurse asked, not actually looking. "Yes, she's been there for a few days now."
[00:30] JeccaAM: The girl in the corner twitched and started gnawing on her wrist.
[00:31] JeccaAM: "... shouldn't you... stop her?" Hotaru asked, concerned.
[00:31] JeccaAM: "She'll stop in a minute," the nurse replied, shrugging. "Mostly she sits there making faces and trying to form coherent sentences on the paper we provide her."
[00:31] JeccaAM: "... I see," Hotaru said.
[00:32] JeccaAM: "Why can't you just have a normal conversation?" the girl suddenly howled, burying both hands in her hair and rocking back and forth.
[00:33] JeccaAM: "Sorry," Hotaru said, raising a hand as the nurse turned to leave, "but d'you think I could maybe get a different room...?"
[00:33] JeccaAM: "I hate you," the girl snarled.

Going slightly mad

In 48 hours, I'll be en route to Mexico. We'll be in the air somewhere. FLYING WHEE. Please do not lose my clothing, I'll be quite annoyed.

(If anyone would like anything from Mexico - like a trinket, or maybe a postcard if I can find a post office - now would be the time to speak up.)


My life consists of nothing but packing for the trip, packing for moving when I get back, trying to reach my landlord about which gas meter belongs to the downstairs, and then spending my evenings packing more, running about Vana'diel like a lunatic, trying to write, and harassing Aniko over AIM about everything else on this list.


...I cannot believe 8 GB is not enough space, though. Stupid mp3 player, not holding both all of my soundtracks and a nice assortment of vocals. I need to take a few things off so I can add some new stuff, but it is so hard to pick what to remove.

Also, need to find a bag to use as a carry on and pick a book or something for the flight. AND BATTERIES OH GOSH I JUST REMEMBERED THOSE. Shoot!

ALSO because the roads might be a little bad Friday morning, my father has decided we're leaving here for Boston at 5 IN THE MORNING.

I need to meet the group at 11.

It is a 3 hour drive.


..... okay, then.