Still writing, mostly. I had this random House fic idea, and then I spent like an hour working on it instead of reading Farenheit 451. WHICH IS (A) BAD (THING), OKAY? Other stuff is updating slowly, because I'm really wary of fucking up my wrists. Fucking up my wrists is bad.
The SGA fandom is trying to steal my soul. The fic is so pretty. Plus, the show really sucks. In funny ways. On the other hand, Rodney is so my dork boyfriend.
Have been sick for a bit. Just a cold, but still really annoying.
ETA: Fixed stupid wording above.