Great. A bored little army.

So much to write, so little time to get it all done. I've been keeping a low profile and writing lately. I have a Last Exile drabble at 100wordstories that's pretty much a walking spoiler for the end of the series, so be forewarned if you click the link. I also wrote way outside my comfort zone and drabbled for Vampire Academy, which... yeah, just shut up. There's also a not-very-spoilerful Dragon Age: Origins drabble at the community. What can I say? I kind of appreciate the organic ebb and flow surprisingly allowed by writing something in 100 words exactly. I like that I can let the overflow of thoughts from some current book or game or TV series or movie or whatever out into a well-channeled creative form. The 100-word format is addictive; I find myself calculating the differences between different word count programs just for grins. Microsoft Word measures differently from everything else! Punctuation, depending on its format, is calculated differently. Nothing is really reliable any more for an absolute. I wonder if this is just another case of Microsoft having to distance itself from whatever else is out there by insisting on doing things differently, or if there are different sets of global standards for word count. It's probably both.

jexowian and I just got back from seeing Toy Story 3 with friends. I adore this movie. It's unabashedly, unapologetically sentimental and makes me want to hug everyone at Pixar all at once.

Things are going well at ineedmyfics too, as far as I know. We're in the go-off-and-write phase of the fic exchange. The one thing I can say about it with absolute certainty is that I'm sure having fun working on my stuff. Maybe next time we'll have more participants, but for the first time organizing and running a ficathon (with lostinapapercup), it's gone pretty well. Yes, there have been lessons learned from it and yes, some things will undoubtedly work differently next time. But for now all is good and everybody seems happy.

I woke up this morning to a car screeching by on our rather winding mountainous road blaring its horn, followed immediately by a second car doing the same. We have cats, so I sat bolt upright, looked at the clock, bounded out of bed, dressed, and started accounting for all the creatures. The last thing I want is to see either of my outdoor felines squashed on the road; they're usually pretty smart about it but it's always that one time they're not that makes them pay. Fortunately, Captain Jack was waiting by the front door to come in and while I did find Klondike hanging out near the side of the road, it was with all limbs intact. She was just strolling down the street toward me, a fine how-do-you-do. Crazy cat.

There are definitely some thoughts brewing regarding roleplay, but today's not the day for me to write them out. Maybe another time... or not at all. I will say that after a really long time keeping him stuck on the asteroid, I finally let Vincent Valentine have access to Gaia again from outpost_12. It's been a really long time for him, and he deserves it.

I'm also thinking of deleting insomniatheater. I'm not sure how I feel about that at the moment. At least I like the icons.