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I'm a little stuck on my stories, but I am at about the point I normally get stuck, so I'm not panicking yet. It's like clockwork--get to a certain point and either stall out, or hate it so much I can't go forward. I hate it right up to the point where it unsticks again and then, I'm all in love with it again, and it's my fav story ever.

Anyhoo, if I haven't read your latest posts it's because I'm a little stuck. And panicked. Just a little. *grin*

Also...i have to change my layout, that fucking rabbit is creeping me out like you wouldn't believe.

I'm working on getting my tags all organized again. I noticed I had some posts missing, and some fics were repeated.

Ach. if only I worried about cleaning my house like I worry about how my LJ looks.

Pray that I can turn this dribble into actually readable stuff. *sigh*



I don't know why I like this pic of crackedoutmikey so much, but i do, *g*

Disneypocalypse!!

Last night, I had a dream about the apocalypse. Or something like it. I was standing in the living room of some place supposed to be my home. Mr. Roxy, BG and my mother, of all things--that was the nice part of the dream. Anyway, there was a river of blood in the sky, and it was spreading, we could see it through the large picture window, and then came a rain of birds, kind of thing--it was like the prophecy of the apocalypse only slightly garbled. So these birds were at first penguins--don't laugh, some of them were kind of scary looking--until they suddenly all became Disney style penguins. Just as I was starting to think, “hold on a min--penguins don't fly,” they turned into Disney birds, all feathery and bright and cheerful, except that they were crashing into things and smacking into the glass with 'ew' results. Also, there were flying whales. They looked kind of like the whale from Pinocchio. (don’t ask, me and my subconscious don't talk much.) At that point, I knew we were going to die, so I was hugging my mother, and right before I woke up, I thought, this is nice, to hug my mo again."
Weird, weird dream, and really kind of silly for being so scary. And let me tell you, looking up in the sky and seeing grinning whales floating around was scary as hell—really!!

I know, I know, my nightmares are kind of weiny sounding.