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Currently: Finishing up my sweeping, so I can take out the trash. The fun may make me dizzy.

Still no word on my brother. Lights weren't on over there, either. Not as upset about this now as I was at first, but still. I wish I knew what was going on.

As soon as I'm finished with the trash, I'm printing out everything I've done for Yuletide so far and taking it to bed with me. Either I will get some sleep or I will get some writing done, yeah?

Crossover crack will please stop popping into my head now. No matter how shiny and tempting.