Screw the tractor,....

....she thinks my stubble's sexy.

*cough*

True story. Anyway.....

So, I was working on that buggered response of mine (which I can't ever seem to catch time for) when I realized that I had a few other projects that I'd been putting off for rather too long, so I decided to finish them off first and then get back to NightBeck's stuff.

I also need a better alarm clock, instead of this pansy beeping thing I got to replace my old one. My old alarm clock was like a fire alarm going hoarse. No one could sleep through it. This one I just dream is a fire alarm—one of those new, pansy annoying ones that everyone just rolls their eyes at.

Not so good for the waking up.

So yeah, I'll be getting to the writing here when I catch up to myself and stop making other people wait on stuff I said I'd do.

Sometimes I am such a jerk.

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