I finished fic last night! The McAbby drabble is done! Took awhile to get the right musical finds but I did it. U2 and Loreena McKennitt worked. Will post it after I finish up a few technical checks. So far Jay's beta-ed it says it's okay to post. Most of the errors fixed.

Who would think it'd be that hard to find info about McGee's tattoo? But I'm being lazy and not wanting to put the DVD in the player. Mostly because I'd end up watching it if I did.

The cats continue running over me. The weather is foul today which is making them a little crazy. They keep running me down and hissing at each other.

I should go onto myspace and update. UGH! I hate it there. If Jacey didn't have a myspace account I wouldn't bother with it. Not that he ever reads my journal. But I can keep up on his life there.

Ok...on to more tidying and finishing fic.

Yep...My Wraith bunnies are nibbling on my brain. Making it almost impossible to do anything but write. Which is good, except when I'm at work coz it I'm do distracted. And it's been AGES since I read Wraith Squad so I'm having to reread it and my Muse is not happy with how long it's taking to work. Maybe I'll skim the book to get the main points to write about, then do an in depth edit to polish the details.

BTW, why is it so dang hard to write a kiss? I think I must have written ten different versions of that kiss until I settled with one that fit the mood. And now I have to write another one! UGH...I think I'll skip that part and write some more angst.

Jay is completely squicked by me writing slash. I told him to just imagine that there's a girl in the couple and be happy. Didn't work. He still eeewwwed. I'm going to need to find a beta.

I'm bored so I thought I'd play on my journal.

This morning I had the most amazing yoga session. Like 'Scuse me while I touch the sky, amazing. I can't remember the last time I felt that good afterward. Like everything was right in the world and everything was all right with me. Total peace and relaxation.

I ran errands, tried to shop for clothes for work. The clothes situation is getting frustrated. Okay, I'm plus sized. Does that mean I have to wear something huge, unflattering or clingy? Apparently so since every single item I tried was either too small, too clingy, or made me look like a shapeless lump. I am not shapeless. I have a very attractive shape, just not one that the designers seem to think is attractive. Their loss, and mine too since I can't find a single thing that fits!!!

Ok, rant off because I'll ruin that lovely relaxation thing I've got going on.

I haven't done any writing in the past few days but I have gotten ideas. And I may have a beta for Downtime in Las Vegas. Jacey has read all 20-something chapters and commented on a few typos. If he's going to point out typos then he might as well be a beta. BWAAHAHAHAAAAA!!!

I'm going to start cleaning this week. I hate to say this, but I think clutter is killing my creativity. I hate admitting that. I happen to like clutter. But it's getting on my nerves. So are the gifts my ex gave me. Everyone says I should keep them because eventually they'll have emotional meaning to me. It's been over 5 years, isn't that enough time to consider emotional meaning? If I don't have it 5 years later then I doubt I'm going to remember the gifts with fondness. I am considering the financial value of the gifts though; in a few years I may be able to sell them for a nice price. But they're cluttering up my space. I have no room for anything new!

I'll deal with the clutter later, and the ex-bf stuff. I should get rid of the clutter on my desk though, it is distracting.

I also using the journal to keep from having to do real work online. Like searching for somewhere cheap to get new glasses. Or to get new parts for my car. Oh well, off to google I go!