I finished an actual story for the first time in, uh, over a month now... close to six weeks, actually, UGH... and it's Inglourious Basterds fic. What.

Alarm is a very short piece about Shosanna's alarm clock going off. I blame amory_vain and my sister for this whole mess.


I don't know when my parents will be home, but I've done the laundry and the dishes. Julia can do the vacuuming when she wakes up, eventually, and I'm going to... do more podfics, I guess. Try to finish something I started writing back when inspiration flowed like water from a tap, hot and cold running words burbling together seamlessly, liquidly even.


And I should probably read up for the psych tests I'm undoubtedly going to have this week. And do the back botany homework he never actually asks for. And I have to get a new white t-shirt tonight to wear for my forensics lab tomorrow. And probably clean my room...