No, this is not about Peter’s visit. Really. It’s just a mid-summer lull, I think.
And I’m watching waaay too much reality TV. I’m even into those kids picking out a wife for their dad, not to mention Paradise Hotel and FLOM2.
I just hate American Juniors. Why keep the worst kids around to perform over and over? It’s painful. I like Ryan’s hair, though. And he was a bit nipply the other night in that blue t-shirt.
I want to write some fic. I have so much stuff whirling around in my sleep-deprived head. But at the current time, I’ve never been stupider (not a word, you say?). Something is really screwing with my short-term memory, because I can't hold a thought from one room to another. Thank God I still have some creative juices here at work!
Speaking of work, back to it ...