*sparkles*

Last night, I wrote. And then I slept. And dreamt shinyshiny boyband dreams with seshat also in them. And then I woke. And the pain that has been plauging me most of the week was gone. And I had blueberries with my cornflakes. And I showered, sloughing away all the built up ick and filth and hatred of mankind. And it's Friday. Have I mentioned life is good?

I'm almost to the end of "Afterwards" 14.5. My muse can see it like an oncoming train headlight in a tunnel. And then I will be done with this story and free to go back and edit the last epic I wrote (which was, IIRC, the newest entry in the Ramen Stall universe). Unfortunately, my writing muse shall be denied ("But it's so close!" she protests; "I can taste it!") in favor of my sewing muse, now that I'm up and at 'em enough to finally cut out Armida's wedding dress. And this whole weekend is earmarked for sewing~! Because I want to have her come over for a fitting next week (the wedding is on 7/7/07, BTW). And if I'm really really good at it and kick ass, I intend to persuade Wonderful Husband sometime on Sunday that, yes, he really does need to go with me to the $2 theater and watch "Meet the Robinsons" with me. And tackle the 4-5 pieces in the mending pile and maybe dig through the futon WIP pile to see if I can find the Victorian corset pieces....

But before all this, I shall finish clearing off my desk at work here. ^_^

[rd][fic][Kamen Rider Kuuga] Afterwards, part 14.5

The writing muse challenged the sewing muse to a no-holds barred fight and currently has her gagged, tied up, and is considering whether or not to introduce her to a bondage fetish. Further adventures of the muses to be described later, as the sewing muse is busily cutting herself free with scissors....

( In which there is yaoi smut, and not much else. Do not click if homosexual sex offends you, or if you are under the legal age to be reading this. Thank you. )