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I feel supremely virtuous this Easter Sunday. I've been dumping whole piles of old newspapers and etc. It doesn't even put a dent in the clutter in this place, but it does make me feel a little better.

I haven't written anything this weekend, original fic or otherwise. I've been very uninspired. The omens challenge sounded so interesting when I came up with it, but I can't come with anything! *pouts*

All, right, so I lied

I was actually able to write something tonight. For whatever reason, I was in a WENN mood, rewriting that Victor "what if" piece that had put me in such a funk earlier. I'm still not sure why it did that. I do know what prompted the rewrite. I found some of my short scribbles while cleaning. Divorced from the clunky exposition and backstory I created to go with it, the dialogue still sounded halfway interesting. Never mind I'm supposed to be getting to bed earlier with my hellish commute waiting tomorrow... (in a possible thunderstorm, no less!) Oh well, even if I get any responses, I probably won't see them until later. I don't have regular access to a computer on this assignment, too many security hoops to go through. Please god, let there be no blizzards or hurricanses on Thursday!