I hate it. I really do. But as Katrina is at her wits end, I think, there's not much I can do. And there's always hope that Sebastian will go to sleep - because his crying makes me feel like crying.
I'm just tired. Up late + a two mile walk = tired Jill. And there are other factors as well, of course.
At least I got a good start on the next section of Arashi's Tower, and if I fix it right, I can get the next part that I wrote months ago into the fic, and then wrap it up nice and tight. And be DONE with it, finally. I really can't wait to have one more thing not hanging over my head.
And if something else won't (please) take it's place, I might get other things done, too.
Well, I got notes down, and I got some of the character sheets done for the DBSK thing I want to write, and as that seems stalled, I don't have to worry to much about it right now.
So, on to Triangle. And trying to figure out when to have the now-living bodyguards contact the one we knew was alive. I guess it doesn't matter right now. Oh. I think I know when.
Well, that's figured out, but in the very distant future, so.... Back to the whole "yes, we were friends nearly a decade ago" conversation. Or the very end of it, anyway.
I'm going to have to sit down and figure out the timeline, once and for all, on this stupid thing.
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