(personal) Argh.

Firstly, if I've pissed you off in the past few days or will piss you off in the next week, I apologize. It's me, not you.

( Now, on to the ranting... )

I need to get back on the good nutrition, good exercise wagon. I've fallen off hard, and I can feel it. I'm sluggish in the morning, and grumpy in the afternoon. Tonight, I'm going to be in bed by 10:30 pm, and I'm going to go to the gym tomorrow morning before work. Tonight, I'm going to remember that I have a garden to forage in (Yay, landlady with a green HAND, never mind thumb), and do fresh veggies for dinner.

Really, we'll survive. I just have to make it through until September.

Edit: Holy shit, he RESPONDED with comments on an assignment! Be still, my beating heart! Of course, I still don't have the format that he wants us to use for the rough draft that's due this week, but hey, guess I can't ask for everything.

(random) Oh yes, sign me up.

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Thanks to suelder!

(demon hunt) Metrics, precious. We has metrics.

starting count: 0
ending count: 865
change: +865

starting line:
“I really don't think this is a good idea.”

ending line:
“Nothing you can't handle,” he replied. “Seriously. What can stand against the StarChild and her favorite Horseman?”

darling:
She turned back to the mirror. “It really doesn't leave much to the imagination, does it?” Strapless, with a sweetheart neckline edged in gold and silver leaves, the dark green dress hugged every curve as it slunk down her body, a waterfall of silk that ended just above the floor. Her long hair was pulled up and over to one side, silk ivy leaves intertwined with the red-golden curls cascading down over her left shoulder. Two emerald and sapphire snakes wound around her upper arms, painted on her pale skin by Tyler's skilled hands.

New short story, tentatively titled "Demon Hunt" for the moment. This is a Shanna/Nikki/Justin story. Should be good.