I'm glad to see that my personality is falling back into its usual tracks. I haven't been this bitter, pissed-off and jaded since middle school. Feels good to be properly irratated again, I must say.
I stayed up all night, but I DID IT! Bigger party going on here than that period between killing off the Restrictors and Weiss grabbing his guts and going, "Oh... FUCK!"
Bitch Rant: Why am I everyone's mother figure? Seriously, now. Rosso probably has more maternal instinct than I do, yet I am the team mom, checking up everyone's physical/emotional boo-boos and being the only half-aware person who will notice much of anything, like an unlocked door or a messy room. It's driving me up a goddamned wall! I'm not your mother, I'm your friend/roommate!
No one on LJ is in the guilty party. It's just people I know at school.
I've rekindled my epic love for J.D. Salinger. I'm not sure what it is I love so much about his books, but I do love his books. I'm about a third of the way through Catcher in the Rye (again) and I'll probably dig into Nine Stories later.
So... I've got another idea for a Dirge fic. It's not really something for "In Another Place." It's a stand-alone sort of thing. No concrete pairings, but enough implied things to keep me happy. readingchick I blame you whole-heartedly, because it involves Alice in Wonderland. Ahahaha... I've already done a bit of casting and outlining, but there will doubtlessly be more planning. Also, I kinda wanna finish Matchstick before I start in on another epic Dirge fic.
(PS: New Shelke icon. :D)