Writing And...

I ran out of books to read, so instead of reading on the bus today I wrote a story. Now, I only ever write one kind of story, and that's fanfic for the OS games (although as one of the theme-writers, I'm not sure 'fan'fic is *exactly* right).

Anyhow, that felt productive.

I've been roleplaying a ton, stirring the pot, and it's been fun. I haven't been getting enough sleep, though, and I've been pretty isolated physically. I'm starting to get a bit depressed again, and a little obsessive as is my wont when I do this sort of thing.

I'd like to hang out with someone tomorrow evening if anyone's available, not necessarily high-conversation or anything, just writing and hanging out together or maybe chatting with tea or wandering around outside if the weather's warm. I know this is exam time for a lot of you, and although writing-while-you-do-homework'd be cool with me, it might be too distracting for real work to be done? Dunno.

Anyhow, Ellen, Angus, you two come to mind more immediately...