(there are skies that don't have clouds like you there are skies that don't rain down like you)

Wherein Sunday rambles, fills Semagic with pure randomosity & shows her flist that two days of being indoors is not a good idea for anyone's sanity.

DUDE.

The Eight/Sarah fic-that's-actually-got-a-bit-of-story-pre-porn is going on ten pages now & I've only just got Sarah onto the couch & Eight's paints all set up. & on another note, when did it go from sketching to painting, you two? I SAID CHARCOAL, NOT PAINT. MUSES, GET IT STRAIGHT. Preferably on that damn fainting couch please.

(well . . . I suppose I needed all of that if I did do that follow-up, but still . . . ten pages & still no actual sexing? This is a record for me, I think.)

Gah, I haven't done much in the past two days except sleep, write fic & watch tellyvision. & drink tea. & listen to audios & music. I am such a lazy girlshape, I know, but it has honestly been too cold to go out! I'm out of sweaters & whatnot to bundle up in & I don't like being so cold my legs & hands shake really violently whenever I stand still. Mother suggested I actually go outside tomorrow (when I was complaining of a headache earlier) for fresh air.

. . . it's cold out. I get a headache in the cold sometime. How do these two things work together? ::blinks::

& OMG MY MUMMY SAW BILLIE PIPER ON THE TELLYVISION LAST NIGHT. & she didn't call me because she wasn't sure if it was Billie or not - DUDE, CALL ME, I CAN TELL YOU FOR SURE. I had to show her a picture of Billie in DWM & she was all, 'Yes, that was her! She was very cute!'

AWESOME. I told her to call me the next time she sees her. BILLIE♥♥ (& we were listening to her singing Last Christmas at the time too!)

& the song Dyskrasia by the Kidneythieves keeps making me think of Zagreus every time I listen to it now. & Tear You Apart by She Wants Revenge makes me want Zagreus!Eight/Charley fic. NO. JUST . . . NO. I love Charley & I draw the line there. Although . . . . I imagine someone must have written it . . . . & if I just happened to find it . . . . or if I just did it as an exercise in writing a very dark & sad bit of Eight!fic . . . I NEED TO BE TALKED OUT OF THIS, THAT DAMN AUDIO SCARED THE FUCK OUT OF ME!

Hmm. I think I'll be even lazier do a small icon overhaul & maybe a layout overhaul for my new name. & keep working on the Eight/Sarah. Those two are just all about the talking! Talking on alien planets, talking in the TARDIS' art gallery . . . Eight? Sarah? I REFUSE TO HAVE MUCH TALKING DURING THE SEXING. if we ever get there, knowing you two.

Edit: O, forgot about this! Tagged by velvetfascism!

A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a new, original question.

B) Tag eight people. Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you.

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