stunt_muppet

Confound it, webbernets, stop posting interesting meta about Torchwood S3. It makes me actually want to watch the damn thing, and I don't *want* to watch the damn thing, because I am a delicate emotional snowflake and find the thought of getting punched in the soul for five straight hours grossly unappealing.. I got cute and kinda sexy new shoes three days ago for about a fifth of the retail price and I wore them into my first day back at work today and my work clothes fit better than they did before and hot diggetty I feel good about life. Now would you want to ruin a mood like that? I didn't think so.

Anyway, yes, first day back at work today. Went home at 3 p.m. instead of 5 p.m. so that I wouldn't wear myself out with the low-backed chairs and all, but everyone was very glad to see me and my bosses set me right to work, which was kind of nice. The only not-so-bright spot was that I coudn't fall asleep until about 2 a.m. this morning, and since I have to get up at 6:30 to make my morning commute this meant I spent the morning hours at work more or less dead. I use to be able to function on three or four hours of sleep, you know. It appears those days are gone, because the last time I felt that dead was...well, the last time I tried to pull an all-nighter. I appear to be losing my stamina.

I suppose this is a good thing, because it means I'll have to get my work done in the afternoon once I get back to school instead of staying up at night and not actually getting anything accomplished, which might solve a few of last semester's problem. Blessing in disguise?

Anyway, I think I might have finally figured out a way to accomplish something as far as writing goes. The trouble is, rather than any sort of plot I've just been coming up with a few sentences, disconnected. I'll try to write a scene and never get beyond that point, and I'll end up staring at the page for ages and not accomplishing anything. But! What I've decided to do is start writing down the sentences as they come to me in my notebook. No context. No matter which story it's from because I've always got three or four stories I'm thinking about. And it's actually worked out pretty well! I wrote more yesterday than I have in the past week or so, including a whole three sentences of my Remix. Of course it's all rather disordered; the Remix sentences are sandwiched in between a paragraph of Polly/Benton, a sentence or three of Liz/Shalka!Nine, and a few lines from a fic where Jo buys new boots, so it's all a bit confused, but the point is I feel like I got something accomplished, and like the iinertia broke up a little. The sentences give me a starting point, at least.

I also, while doing the sentence-freewriting, ended up writing part of an aliens-made-them-get-married crackfic, because clearly I don't have enough ideas bouncing around. I miss churchontime , guys. I like having excuses to write crack. I wish it had another round so I could write something for it this time instead of defaulting. I'd volunteer to run it myself, but that just seems like a bad idea given my successes at organizing things.

Off to bed; more in the morning, perhaps.