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NOTICE TO THE RL FOLK:


ny_for_life suggested that I post all the details for the party here, so I'd know we were all on the same page.




The party is SATURDAY, starting at seven. (I think. I've got to check, but I'm 80% sure it's seven.) It's a Disney theme. If y'all will meet me at my place at seven, I think that's the best plan...I may ask those of you not coming a long way to come help me decorate earlier than that, but again, I have to meet with the commitee chair and check with her before I know exactly what's going on, so for now...just plan on meeting at my parents' house at seven o'clock.

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I've gone brain-dead again. I'm going to have to stop at a grocery store on the way home and invest in enough caffeine to let my brain process like a living thing instead of a zombie.

Seriously...I have to get this fic written. I know how this fic is supposed to go. But it takes me so long to string words into a sentence and shove the sentence through my fingers that I can't actually follow my train of thought through a whole paragraph without stopping to re-read what I've typed two or three times, which is not much help when telling a story. Especially a story that is so twisted from my own ideas and general ships/moods/etc. for my writing that it can only have come from my muse, who is a sadistic little wench when she wants to be (which is most of the time). My brain has apparently decided that if it doesn't get higher-function levels, then it gets to knock her out with a brick in the meantime.

Joy.