It's ridiculous that I'm still feeling pretty lousy, looking and talking like shit. I worked at least half of today, then slept for a few hours.
I haven't had a lousy bug like this one for years.
So, I got an inspiration for my knightfest
story last night. I think I might actually end up with something, although it's more than a little disjointed. And I'm still not writing much.
I'm bummed that one of my flisters deleted her journal. She was one of the people I 'met' with my Prestige fanfic, and she didn't really post, but I just felt like she was around. I actually dedicated the last chapter of Batskin to her. Naturally, I have no way to contact her and just have to hope she shows up somewhere, assuming she wasn't a sockpuppet. And even if she was, I still miss her.