I am officially WIPED! Today I have:
- Done a little bit of maths revision
- Been for a forty-five minute, mostly-uphill, bike ride
- Thoroughly cleaned and tidied my bedroom and en suite
- Made and uploaded 51 icons
- Done my Almost-Daily Meme
- Planned a trip to Cornwall with Helen
- Started to plan a trip to Paris with Tom
- Laughed my ASS off at things people sent me over MSN and past fanfiction efforts
- Finished and posted chapter 2 of A Tale of Heroism
- Listened to the Riverdance album about 5 billion times - and I'm STILL not bored of it!!!
- Started my 'talk in life and literature' essay...but I am far too tired to do any more

Good night, my dear friends! x
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I'm continuing on with A Tale of Heroism and fuck me, this chapter is hard!

If anyone would care to lend a hand, I've got a few scraps and ideas written down, I just can't seem to mould them into a coherent lump. >.< I'm gonna be such a good author...
EDIT: Nearly done now :)

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Title: A Piece of You
Pairing(s): Colin/Wayne
Disclaimer: Don't own anything or anyone, making no profit.
A/N: A ficlet I wrote a while back, inspired by a challenge on wl_fanfiction by kekona_iolona.
Based on Colin's 'Distinguished Artists' interview - the thing he said about Wayne finding his thrust into fame difficult intrigued me greatly, and this challenge has offered me the perfect opportunity to explore it :D
Kinda rushed, therefore kinda crap.
( A Piece of You )
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Those of you who know about my college life probably know I can't stand my music teacher, Mr Goudie.
Today didn't help make me like him any more. Quite the opposite.

We spent todays lessons (note the plural) hitting chairs with sticks. Sight reading Grade 1 standard rhythms. Not exactly taxing.
I'm supposed to be an A2 student!!! I shouldn't tolerate that, right??? Hitting chairs with sticks in rhythms I could sight read when I was nine! GAH!!! I'm going to email Goudie and say I don't want to endure another lesson of it (because, joy of joys, we're doing it next lesson, too!).

Didn't help that today was stiflingly hot. I got sunburnt on my left arm :(

My English lesson got cacked up, too, but I can't be bothered to explain that right now.

Managed to write a bit of Scent of Fear though! Wh00t for inspiration! I should write at Redcotts more often...
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Okay, panic about tomorrow definitely setting in now. I've been unusually calm all day, but now I'm starting to get jittery.
I can't concentrate on anything - I tried to write the prologue for my WL crackfic, got two sentences in and gave up. Total bile. Then tried writing Evergreen, even worse. Gave up on writing altogether. Went back to iconning but got frustrated with the stupid brushes on PhotoPlus. Asked boredyet what program she uses and played Runescape for an hour and forty minutes while I waited for the trial version of Adobe Photoshop to download.
Now waiting for it to install.
And panicking.
And talking to at Empress on MSN.

*screams* I really don't want to go in tomorrow! But Mum says she's going to force me in if I try to take a sick day - even if I actually am sick, heh. She's totally right, of course. Just need grit my teeth and do it.
And be prepared to whinge at the QE staff for fucking up yet again. :)
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So, here I am. It's 11:30pm. And I've only just properly woken up. A couple of hours ago, I was ready to go to bed (although that was probably more to do with the splitting headache I've been enduring all damn day). Now I'm suddenly wide awake.
*sigh*

Well, I'm pretty much done with the Secret Summer Challenge fic - just need to proof-read it, and maybe add a couple more paragraphs to beef it up a bit - and I've been watching House M.D. almost constantly for the last 5 days, so I'm going to get back to my Foreman/Wilson fic that I started last October >.<
I was going to do the next rantcomm, but I'm not really in a Whose Line place at the moment (although I watched a Brad ep a little while ago) plus those things give me a headache and I've only just got rid of one. I hope to get it up soon, though - tambourine_lady sent me her thoughts on it AGES ago, and it seems unfair to just have them stewing in my Whose Line folder.

I'm going to stop boring you now! :D
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Parents get back today...ugh...

I swear I'm a lot more responsible when they're not around - I spent yesterday cleaning the entire house. No joke. Okay, I had House going full blast on the TV at the same time, but that's allowed, right?
As soon as they get back I'm gonna be leaving mugs and litter and random crap that may or may not be alive everywhere.

Anyways, I'm just typing here to loosen my fingers - I'm totally stuck on the Secret Summer Challenge thingy. I've been watching House constantly for the last 3 days, so I'm really not in a Whose Line place. I need to go watch some.

It's gonna feel like I'm cheating on Robert Sean Leonard...but with Brad Sherwood...so that's okay? Isn't it?
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Title: End Credits
Chapter: Oneshot
Fandom: Whose Line is it Anyway
Genre: Slash
Pairing(s): Brad/Ryan
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Don't own Whose Line. Not making money from this.
A/N: AU. Kinda based on the end credits of US ep 8x08 where there’s a lovely moment between Brad and Ryan after some distant flirting :) This is my take on it, altered slightly in places to mould to my sleep-deprived yet overactive imagination.

( End Credits )
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