I just wrote the grammatically wackiest sentence of my life!

The ‘why’ of why people say ‘blood is thicker than water’ is to denote several things: endurance – blood will last forever; stability – blood can’t be broken; and loyalty – blood is socially meaningful.

Ignore the words, it's for an essay on kinship, just look at all that crazy punctuation! I have no idea if that actually is allowable by the magical punctuation rules but I DON'T CARE, it's CRAZY AND SHINY.

Also, there is kind of insane amounts of good fic flying around at the moment, and I'm reading NONE of it and I feel frustrated and proud at the same time.

Oh my gosh I just realised I've forgotten to do my washing for three days! Underwear emergency!

Rumble rumble rumble. My stomach has been all, viva la revolution for about a month now. I'm almost getting used to this constant, low-grade rumble in my guts, just, all the time. I need to finish some of the food in my fridge and then I'm trying a gluten-free diet. It's just pissing me off, now. My Mum thinks it's stress. (my Mum doesn't believe in actual illness, I think I broke my ankle once and she just told me to stop complaining and get myself some ice if it was bothering me. 9 months later I finally stopped limping and won't ever trust her assessments of health again) I told her I'm ALWAYS this stressed, why would my stomach purchase a fleet of cannons now? petite_ari suggested it might be an alien pregnancy. Everyone is being REAL HELPFUL, THANKS.

Spent an hour talking to my Mum about parent's marriage. Future is grim at this point.

ONE ESSAY OF FINAL 3 DOWN! TWO TO GO. OKAY WE CAN!

Wah! *spazzes and falls over after being hit by the writing-frenzy stick*

I'm supposed to be sick and resting and lying around not doing anything. Instead I have been writing for three hours and have got.. *checks* 2,803 words done for the doom-scene for this chapter (I seem to have at least one of those per-chapter, don't I?) which means we're at 4,020 all up, with this scene to finish and one more after that. I still don't know if I'm getting the characterization right, but this is muuuuuch better than the previous version, so hopefully it will stick.

If I wasn't sick and in a weird mood, I think I would be freaking out over how much I wrote all in one go, but my brain is like, 'Meh. You wanna do some more?' me: 'Uhh, I don't know, probably not, almost 3,000 words is probably enough for one day, right?' Brain: 'If you say so.'

Weirdness also covers the oddity that I have _no_ RSI right now. At all. Dunno if it's the new desk/chair arrangement, sickness or the fact that because I haven't written in about 3 weeks my hands have had a good chance to heal. Who knows. Hope it lasts.

In random early onset of winter, it started raining yesterday and it's been freezing and wet ever since. :/ I have to walk to the doctor in it tomorrow. :( Not really all that pleased about it. I'm also kinda freaking out that because I'm missing so many classes I'm going to be completely screwed in the coming week. @_@ Must not freak out so much I make myself sicker!

Anyway, I'm out. Anyone who hasn't read the Mine update below should, and give me comments so that my grey-sick-dismal day will be brightened with your love *beams*