I keep getting distracted by cookies, mince tarts, wrapping presents, Christmas programming and family. To cap it off, my brain has gone hardcore into SW-mode, meaning that trying to get it to write BSG is like pulling hen's teeth. And, of course, 95% of the fics I have to write are BSG.
Liz: *500 words into Adama/Roslin fic* *pause* Wait, what was I talking about? *looks at screen* This is awful anyway. *pokes brain* Come up with something better, huh?
Brain: Oh, Padmé should write Obi-Wan a love letter. And then they should take the twins on a picnic and have ice cream! And don't forget the whole starship incident you and Katie came up with ... oh, and -
Liz: Um, Battlestar ...?
Liz: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA?!?! The show you've been obsessed with for like 12 MONTHS?!?!?!
Brain: Well, maybe Kara ships Obidala ...
Liz: o.O You did not say that.
*headdesk* I will be posting SOMEthing later on tonight, hopefully in the form of gifts for some of the fine people on my f-list. They'll revolve mostly around some of the prompts I've been given over the last couple of weeks, but in terms of making actual sense ... nope, can't promise that. ;)