Still rainy, so that's good. Nice cool day.
-_- But I'm tired. My frenetically insane Idea Machine, dear little Brain-chan (whom we all know and love), decided to wake me up at four blinkin' o'clock in the morning with a plunnie. And had me tossing and turning the rest of my sleeptime away because I would not get up and write it, because Dammit I Have Work In The Morning.
Bleh. Needed lots of coffee. Still do.
But Brain-chan, insistent little snit that she is, ensured that it got written anyway, even if it wasn't on her timetable. So here it is. Skippy-doo-dah.( Ragnarok Rewritten: A Trickster's Tears )
I'll have to finish it when I can. *sigh* My current Rate of Writing Speed is substantially hampered by my crankiness.
And for those of you who prefer a bit lighter fare, the conclusion of the recent Loki funny-plunnie should be accomplished soon. Containing a few oopses, a few interruptions, and plenty of ice cream.
Hm. I want some too...
Do I sound excited? Heh. Blah. Am definitely matching my mood button. (*grouse grump growl*) Hopefully I will perk up before I snarl at anyone I actually know. >_< I hate being tired. Sure, I can stay up all night writing, but when I want sleep I want sleep. And when I don't get it, it shows. Snarkety snark snark.....
Hm. A small thought to send in Icka
's direction. Regarding the Norse Hell freezing over...I'm not entirely sure, but I think that Norse Hell, located in a part of Niflheim, is a place of eternal Winter.
Guess the Vikings in the cold north seas thought that freezing their a$$es off was a lot worse than...*ahem* warmer weather.