Misc. updatage.

Re my earler fiendslocked wibbling: I am feeling much better, now that I've settled into the concept that half of the people I thought were my friends are having problems with me. I just wish I could teleport. Lunch party!

Squeeing of the moment: over the free (until Tuesday) and functional washing machines on campus, and over Rammstein. Gods, this is unbelievably sexy music.

Amused by: my bandmate, who fell in love with Andrew Eldritch's voice appx. two minutes into her first Sisters of Mercy song. Feel the [temple of] love!

Need to catch up with: my fiendsof list. Lots and lots of people. If I don't know you from FAPchat, how did you find me? General shout-out here.

Also need to catch up with: my schoolwork and my fic. But that's a given.

Writing attempt: Lucius/Bill for the PWP drive. May or may not get it done in time.

Really Working On, I Promise: mctabby and mattador's drabbles ficlets. RL is carnivorous.

Feeling burnt-out on: Piano. And I'm taking two credits, teaching two credits, and a have job playing. Eek.

Recently revisited: MC. Gods, I feel so loved. On the other hand, everybody's asking me for my HP fic. They don't know how skanky some of it is. Eeeeeeeep!

Good word: Skank and derivatives.

Contemplating: My three primary personality figments and how they intertwine. Also usage of LJ fiendsfilters, and how hard I should spork epicyclical and iscaris with random questions. *tickles the BNFs*

Sounding: Braver than I am.

Channeling, again: fasterthanlight

Announcement: It's all about the Swedish Fish.

Contemplation of announcement: Dude, The Swedish Fish would be a good band name. Pity it's probably copyrighted.

PSA.

This is why I've been going "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"