This isn't going to get to that. I am older and wiser now. I can cut off things when I am tired. I can carry on normal social internet interactions. I am scared a little to realize that there is something *called* normal social internet interactions.
I have accomplished a *lot* this weekend, though. In fanfical terms. In RL terms, I babysat evil children, only two of which are blood relations. At some point in a fairer future, I will retailiate for the horror.
1.) Landscape - currently at over 85,000 words, which means that it's longer than Somewhere, but Somewhere only took me twenty-five days to write, and this miniature nightmare is running on about a year. I can't even remember when I sent Issaro the beginning and told her I'd finish it. Hmmm.
2.) There's this place, ship_recs? Yeah. That place. I decided, in a fit of logic Friday night, to start reading there and just go down the list until I ran out of stories, since I like, you know, logic, and God, I miss mailing lists right now. I'm three quarters of the way down skip=sixty. Eventually, I'm going to count how many stories that is in SGA, because I suspect that's a lot. I can honestly report that glutting oneself on aliens-made-them-have-sex really *never* gets boring, like, ever. Also, I'm picking up an unnatural liking for math, and if any of you poor people had been in class with me and Calculus, you'd be trying to make me see a shrink, cause wow. NewWorldOrder.
I'm going to go bother svmadelyn now. She keeps emailing me new ways for Clark to be driven insane. You'd actually not guess this is what I call downtime before I lunge back into the glutting of fic. Mmm. Glut.