*screams*

[laligin]

I'm going insane. I wandered around town wearing a Zorro mask the other day. A moth decided to crawl over my face when I was going to sleep. I had a General Studies exam. And just now I had a major nostalgia rush for Pokemon (which is all one friend's fault, but hey).

And oh gosh. I feel strange.

I desperately want to post some fic. Lots and lots and lots of it.

But though I have one drabble done, and am working on more stuff (almost finished the late Jantolution challenge bit and Jack's Dispensable, which I likey) posting it feels wrong.

What's the matter with me?

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[rhydwen.livejournal.com]

It's the stress. You think it's not going to get you, and then it pops up in random ways. Take a big breath.

[laligin.livejournal.com]

Could well be. Stranger things have happened. Can't think of any right at this moment, but...