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Am once again experiencing the writer's block.

Ate ham. Read fic. Watched some porn nature programs. Read more fic. Opened my potterfic file and looked at it for about two minutes. Ate more ham. Sent some email. Corrected two typos from aforementioned fic. Read fic (at this time was desperate and read a WIP MPREG that's over one meg). Was certain am going insaner. Ate even more ham.

This is not good. Not good at all.

wolfsbride where the hell are you? I need my beta! I need my story back so I can start annoying people with it (instead of annoying them with constant whining about that piece of crap). I need support!

I need more ham!

Eating more ham is probably a very bad idea. Will stay away from the ham. Gods, I feel like a Hobbit with this silly ham thing. According to the mpreg I read, I'm probably pregnant. The second immaculate conception in the last 2000 years, someone might say.

I think I need:
-new brains
-a hug
-to win in the lottery
-to get laid

If anyone can assist with any of those... I'll be here...

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Gah.

Managed to write a short scene which is probably utter crap. Am now exhausted. Will go to bed. I wonder if I'll fall asleep (probably not) and if I do (which I doubt) will I dream (if I do, it'll probably be a nightmare).

Crappity crap!

I hope I'll feel better when I wake up. Will not do anything big today. Will have to go and buy food, 'cause ma is sick and we have just a tiny chunk of ham in the fridge. Will not be enough to make me even angry. So it's shopping for food time. But first I sleep.

No wonder I'll never have anything done! I'm stuck in the lowest level of Maslow's hierarchy. I'm always craving for food (and then eating) or sleep (then either sleeping or whining about my insomnia) or sex (which is so not happening). Should focus on something else.

Can't think of anything.

Okay. Will go to bed now. Too big thoughts, head may explode.