Driving down the road alone...

Cait is having problems with colours again. Stupid Dave gave me a whole wad of BRIGHT RED PAPER as in, not just red, actual fucking RED! That shit hurts my head. Who prints papers in red anyway!?

Today stoptheraptors  got told to “look at that distraction”. She went “what?” and then looked at the distraction. *headdesk*

Today I saw a comment from a fic journal I used to read back when I was time_wraith , so I went back and read through some of his stuff. It was… interesting. It was kind of my introduction to kink in fiction, but looking back, it’s not as good as I remember it being. Maybe it's a personal thing, but... that version of D/s does nothing for me any more. Maybe I growed?

I suck at writing at the moment. I’m actually considering calling time until the summer now, because it’s so hard to write that it eats all of my time with no words on the screen to show for it. But I’m gonna try and get some Jack/Ianto done, ‘cause I owe temporal_witch  for her Birthday (sorry baby!). *sighs*

Also, there are no locks on any of the doors in my house (inside doors, obviously). This kind of freaks me out. I WANT A LOCK. I don’t even know why, just... ugh! Privacy people! I can’t have a bath if there is no lock on the door. I can’t function as a human being without my baths.

Mmm. How pretty is Chris Kane in Angel? *drools*