note to self

Word count:
Project:

Dear self,

Stop bitching, whining, and procrastinating and get the fuck to work. Grab some 'noms and let's hit the gas.

The bare minimum accepted tonight:
Finish ch. 31. Frickin' 3915 words later...
At least two RP posts, to catch up through this week. FOUR. TAKE THAT.
A quantifiable effort to plug up SotF. Both required scenes detailed on post-it notes with place-holders in the file.

NO SLEEP UNTIL THESE ARE DONE. KTHX.


--wait holy shit I did all that in four hours?


Edit: WHY THE HELL AM I SUCH AN OVERACHIEVER. WHY DID I JUST WRITE A 1300 WORD SCENE IN SOTF. IT IS NOW AN HOUR LATER. WE ARE GOING TO BED NOW, SELF.