Show me the way to go home home hooooooome ♪

Slow work is sloooooow today. This is mostly because our task-management program is home sick with a stomachache and we cannot access anything. (I suppose it's a good thing, as I'm sleepy and rather unfocused; I spent twenty minutes fascinated by the split ends in my hair. ... on that note, I keep thinking I should wake up a little earlier, so I have time to put it up before I go to work, but. Precious extra minutes. ;o; I prefer to tack them onto the end than the beginning -- people are too fabulously interesting and I don't like leaving them to sleep. One's own headspace is nice, but blahblahblah it's enriched by being around other people; THE SHORT OF IT IS THAT I LIKE BEING AWAKE A LOT MORE THAN I DO BEING ASLEEP.

Except maybe in the morning.

I seem to have gotten into the habit of dropping random ficblah into people's LJ comments recently. IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO, just tell me. This is mostly because I fail at getting longer things written, though I did sign up for yaoi_challenge's Big Bang-esque edition; CAN I WRITE 10K WORDS ON TACTICS BETWEEN NOW AND AUGUST I ... would like to think so. |D Whenever v10 comes out, it will hopefully answer the remaining questions I have about how the Oni-Eating Tengu fits into the whole Shuuten Douji/Minamoto family mythos. I wonder if we will ever see Soujoubou in the series. That would be kind of sweet.

There should be more tengu in fiction, guys. Just period.

IN OTHER NEWS SEKRIT PROJECT WITH harukami IS STILL GOING NICELY. On some level I still feel like I should be ashamed -- on the other? Naaaaaaaaaaaaah. It is exactly what it is, which is inherently "why the hell NOT! :D" so worrying is kind of pointless. My zen, let me shows u eet. In the meantime, I will spend the rest of the day till work comes back online reading about horror movies on Wikipedia, because I, er. Okay, so here's the peculiar thing: I can read really graphic things, or see them in comics, or see them animated, and it ... doesn't bother me. I have a vivid enough imagination, but it's like I have a mental filter over the whole thing when I'm reading. But seeing it "really happen," so to speak, with live-action movies, just. Squicks me to no end. I can't watch war movies, let alone horror movies, because all the blood just OOGS ME OUT. There's also the fact that I startle really easily -- more easily than I scare, even -- which is a fact that people at work take advantage of for much hilarity. :( So essentially, I can NEVER EVER EVER watch these movies, but I can read detailed summaries about them and ... come up with my own visuals? I dunno. It makes sense to me in one of those completely inexplicable ways.

................ a-also wtf my flist has exploded HI EVERYONE NEW BOTH FROM CFUD AND NOT. I apologize for being incredibly boring when I'm not pretending to be someone else. :(b

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(And now I'm off to. Try and catch up with comment replies orz.)