...and then, and then....

[roxy]

I'm so tired beloved friends. I'm so tired that I started talking about my bizness to a co-worker today like the woman was my ace boon. *headsmack* Tired and not feeling good makes me blabby and over-share. Poor thing. She had that trapped look in her eyes, that sort of desperate, "Unh-hunh, unhunh--Oh please dear lord make this woman shut up and leave me alone" look. You know the one. Or maybe it's just me, I do have this tendency to TMI from time to time. Along with this is a massive desire to write but I have no idea what, and my After Lodi thingy feels too self-indulgent, my Cowboy story feels like too much work, and my SVBB...well, it's really not such the massive piece of shit that I thought it was, but I might be too late to work on it, and to work on it, I'll have to set everything else aside but. I *MISS* Lex and Clark!! WHAAAAAA!!

I seriously think I killed a buttload of brain cells, guys. *G* Anyhoo, I'm about to go steal Mr Roxy's have some pie I noticed all unattended in the kitchen and then, answer wonderful comments I got on thee smut. ;) Lovely, lovely comments--that made me happy!

Comments

[emeraldsedai.livejournal.com]

You could just, you know, start. Sketch out a couple of scenes. Maybe name their horses...

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Maybe name their horses...

..funny you should say that....

Yes! I named the horse! Sam's horse's name, so far, is Bastard. *koff* Sam in this story doesn't spend a whole lot of time with "nice" people...*G*

[emeraldsedai.livejournal.com]

*snort*

I mean, literally, I just snorted with laughter. After I wheezed. Wheeze out, snort in. You know?

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

but of course--a snorfle. *nods* I'll ignore that you snorfled on my horse...