Nothing much to say really. You all know I haven't updated since the dawn of time. I know I want to finish each of the fics. God knows when that'll happen. And my cats know everything, they just want to keep the information to themselves.

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On the writing front, I'm crawling about in the trenches of my mind amid the heavy artillery, which isn't pleasant. Energy: low; Motivation: lower; Inspiration: RIP; Sanity and general well-being: long gone. Apparently finishing the degree didn't help, neither did getting job. Although now I have money, minus the large chunk I'm paying the government.

I'm hoping that moving nearer to work and back with my other half will reduce the stress to slightly more bearable levels. Or at least so that I can sleep, or y'know, keep my food down.

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I am me.

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JB and LoD are currently having production difficulties but a new fic has been provided in the hopes that people won't notice this certain lapse on the author's part.