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...the pains of having side blogs....
POSTING TO WRONG BLOGS AHHHHH!
I just got that Kavinsky from TRC is named Joseph because of Bible Joseph with the dreams and the drugs coat of many colors.
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I don’t get it. I’ve got an anxiety disorder, therefore, I shouldn’t have caffeinated drinks, but what do I do? I drink caffeinated drinks! I’m such a giant idiot!
I’M SO ASHAMED OF MYSELF FOR LISTEN THIS AND ENJOY IT.
Ok. I’ve got 13 things in the inbox and 47 drafts (which is honestly a huge improvement scarily enough), and almost 3 days worth of queue. If anyone wants banter with an overly affectionate, kind of tired Talon, hmu on IM, I’m gonna go take care of a few more things and chill for a little bit more before bed time. Nothing else is about to get done on here tonight though :/
I’ve got some schoolwork to do, and work tomorrow, so I’m probably not going to get anything done on here tomorrow (there’s a queue going, so we’ll be fine), but Thursday I should be getting more shit done. (Yay.)
I have... 13 things in drafts. 2 are actual drafts, 11 are replies to starters, or notes on starters for me to write people. I feel like absolute shit rn for no good reason. I’ve got things in queue through tomorrow so things and replies will be posted, but other than that, I really dunno what’s going on or what I’ll get done. I am so sorry friends.
Blank Page Syndrome
When you have ideas, you’re excited about said ideas, you want to write those ideas right this very moment, except there’s a blank page in the way.
Or: karma, because you really shouldn’t be starting new ideas when you still have X number of unfinished and promised pieces needing your attention much more than a five-minutes-old brain baby.
Goddamn.