Killing time before my muses take over.

There really isn't that much to do right now. I would be playing some kind of game right now, if it weren't for the fact that this computer's mouse is woefully unresponsive. So until I can get back to my computer--where my muses are certain to get on my back to finish this fic--there really isn't that much I can do.

I'm not talking about the VxC fic, though. My muses have decided that they want to work on that one later, and instead work on a different fic: one with such a cracky pairing that it's not even funny. You asked for it: Yazoo/Zack.

Yeah. I know. Weird. But it isn't my fault. I'm not the one who came up with that one. It happened to be mentioned on Gaia (a forum site that I'm a member of) and got squirreled away in my mind. I didn't pay it that much attention at first, until a drabble got posted, and then...I think it's time to start advertising a good litte B-type movie, entitled "Attack of the Plot Bunnies."

In the space of seven days, I banged out seven chapters, and am currently working on an eighth. I don't know how long this is going to run, but depending on where it does go, it's going to affect where it is posted. (Imcidentally, I'd probably be further along if I hadn't watched Interview with the Vampire last night. Damn hot men biting each other fried my brain...and if you rememer, the VCR as well. XD

Earlier today, I was involved in an RP. I've got to say, I'm a bit impressed with myself. I haven't done it much, and I tend to get a case of nerves when I do. I think I have a fix for that, though. It'll be implemented when I upgrade my system at home. It's a fine piece of wisdom, this--the Zen of Cid Highwind: "Shut up! Sit your ass down in that chair and drink your goddamn TEA!"

Ehehe... ^^;; Although it does work. Quite well, actually. Shido-san has a point when it comes to tea. I'm an avid tea-drinker myself, usually won't drink anything else. People have called it an addiction, but why call it that, when it's something that is so healthy for me? ...OK, that's not a defence, I know, but it's the only thing that comes to mind. But tea is like a little cup of--well, a little cup of whatever it is you needed at the time, be it fire, ice, or just a warm fuzzy sensation to take the edge off the day.

That sounded cheesy, didn't it. Oh well.