I really ought to be more stressed out about businessy things, what with the meetings and the spreadsheets, and the Teach Yourself Tax Rules With the Internet riff I'm on.... but I think it's all a bit too ridiculous to get too worked up about. This is how I get into a lot of the things I do; C and I reach this melting point where we just get blasé and go, 'oh, fuck it', and get by on blagging (me) and flirting (her). It'll be fine.
So, I spent my evening writing! I've got 2,000 words of a team-fic-with-whump in the making, but I'm not sure it counts because it was largely transcribed from paper. You remember, the stuff we used to use back when Pluto was a planet? In the dark ages when my computer wasn't in my room.
I started it back in September and don't remember it that well, and am discovering that I really like it. Only, I can't remember exactly where I was headed with it. And I want to get it beta'ed before I start to post. Anybody up for it? It'll probably be about 10,000 words in the end, and I've got more waiting to be typed up so I'm about a third of the way in.
In unrelated news, my new wisdom tooth has turned the gum it's trying to poke through into ragged coppery mush. I'm hungry but refraining from actual food because, ow. I'm feeling so much sympathy for toddlers right now.