Wednesday was spent with duncanneko (fluff, mew, fluff, repeat) and then with rathenar. I knew it would be a good thing to talk with her and indeed, it was. Is. I'll be back soon. ~smile~ Trailing vampires, no doubt...
I am excruciatingly tired, but never mind. Still don't know if I'm going to dennyd's tonight (text me, dear?) and with the other brain I'm talking to Poppy Z Brite's Ghost (not her ghost, her character Ghost - read the books) because rathenar lent me 'Swamp Foetus' and apart from the title it's one of the best books I've ever read. Ghost wants to write something, so I may have to let him. Hmm. Characters. ~shakes head~
Oh, and. When I got there and saw you I could have sworn I saw in your eyes that you'd read what I wrote and you *knew*. But you didn't say anything, and I didn't say anything - *again* - and it's too late, really. But my heart is cracking every time I hear your name now; I think it will honestly break a little. Please...if you know. Say now.
Anyway, I must try and get organised and attempt to tidy this place so the cleaner doesn't have a fit tomorrow morning. Ahem. ~looks around the house~ I wish my characters liked housework.