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( Chakra quiz )

Ironic result, considering the mood swing down during.

Taking a nap doesn't seem to have helped me feel awake. Worn out, hesitant and I accidently hit the power button earlier in the night, so I lost ims and everything else I was working on.

Frustrated with myself for not knowing how to write Seiji, which puts a damper on group conversations. Nevermind I'm seriously appreciating the difficulty of group conversations now. What is he going to do, point at Yugi and demand to know why he is magical? :P

At this point, I think the only thing to do is bundle up my little mood-swinging self with some paper and pens, and get out of the house. I meant to take a camera with me when I went to visit the zoo, but that will have to wait for another time.

ETA: ...of course, then I sit being blah and reading junk for like an hour. I am the amazing Lump! Watch, as I move so little people assume I've died! :o

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Dead on my feet, and I never made it to the zoo. >.<

It's been awhile since I got that lost.

And for once, it isn't bothering me at all.

Thinking while driving seems to be fairly productive, except for the having no way of taking notes. But I figured out, between one rambling thought and the next missed offramp ( :P ) what caused my freaking mood swing.

And the annoyance of not having been able to write things comes out in that I don't know how to describe what I was thinking, which was of course perfectly clear and even lyrical while I was driving. ...I suspect this is an illusion caused by the lack of writing materials, somehow related to the way people dying of thirst are supposed to imagine water. ;p I get home and can write only to find the words what I thought they were, someone else gets a mouthful of sand.

Closest I can come to it is - I would rather be depressed about the quality of the writing than work out a plot problem, so I focus on the thing that I don't like without even thinking maybe something else is wrong. And downspiral from there.

This happened - was it yesterday? The last piece I wrote for the crossover, I noticed this, but I was moving so fast and the answer hit me so quickly, there wasn't time to slip and fall into it. This time, not so much. Didn't even realize there was a problem until I was in the car, and then the rest of it started coming to me. ....what I've been doing to myself, and what to do next with this story, I mean.

However. Dead on my feet. And while I'm tempted to make a stab at it now? I know better, I really do.

This, I thought I had posted before I left - and I'm just going to stick it up anyway, since I don't think there's anything here that needs changing.

( How far I got before I left )