Motivation and the lack there of

I want to write. Really.

Sad thing is I barely had the motivation to get up and get the CD I wanted to listen to while I write. And of course I can't get comfortable. Damn computer chair, but most of all damn crappy, half-assed excuse for a circulation system. I find a comfortable position and within 30 seconds a foot starts to feel a bit tingly.

Ahh well, I will try. But I promise *nothing*.

To briefly note: Duo is both a horn dog and hideously cheesy the more I write him. He really needs less porn driven thoughts. -_-

I need to keep better notes...

I found a handwritten page of dialog mixed in with fic stuff.

Problem is that I don't remember writing at least a third of it. Much less where I was planning to use it. It's pretty good though, I'll have to find a new place for it. I must have scribbled it at 3 or 4 in the morning, judging that some of it borders on completely illegible.

and to share one of my favorites (and more tame of the bunch):

"Pardon my slovenly ways, but I'm much too comfortable, and you make a *fabulous* pillow."

I'm starting to wonder if I was planning to put this one at the end, after the showdown with the bad guy.... ::ponder::