Dreams last night involved me trying to decide if going to Bolivia or somewhere in Europe with
rinzei was more important to my hunt for... something archaeological. Can't remember. Ended up on a beach on a tropical island without
rinzei since she was doing research or was captured by the bad guys when I wasn't looking or something (I considered both possibilities and figured I couldn't do much until later for either of them and dismissed it). And it was supposed to be this fantastic beach and all the other people around were thrilled but I was a bit meh, having been to a number of tropical beaches at this point in my life and being more worried someone was going to steal my wallet while I was swimming. And then we all got on an old fashioned train to leave for the next beach/dinner and I had to do this old fashioned train chase which ended with the bad guys escaping (who jumps off the end of trains these days?!) and me finding my wallet which had been stolen. Honestly, if my mind was going to dream me a indiana Jones plot, it could have gotten itself a bit more together. Train chases are a lot more fun to watch than participate in.
Can't figure out what to do about Fake Flowers. On one hand, I do want to write a sequel to embarass Kakashi more, on the other have tried writing a bit of it and it just ended up boring. Did write one funny scene but can't seem to sustain the same tone of surpressed humour throughout the text. Oh where is Terry Pratchett when I need him?:P
My mother is unknowingly driving me insane atm. I'm not good with clinginess or people bothering me constantly on a good day. If I thought I could get away with it without her crying and being overly emotional, I'd move into my dad's house permanently.
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Can't figure out what to do about Fake Flowers. On one hand, I do want to write a sequel to embarass Kakashi more, on the other have tried writing a bit of it and it just ended up boring. Did write one funny scene but can't seem to sustain the same tone of surpressed humour throughout the text. Oh where is Terry Pratchett when I need him?:P
My mother is unknowingly driving me insane atm. I'm not good with clinginess or people bothering me constantly on a good day. If I thought I could get away with it without her crying and being overly emotional, I'd move into my dad's house permanently.
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