cuda: Sam and Dean from Supernatural (what?)
Every night for weeks, I hear the next door neighbor railing at someone over the phone. I can't tell if it's the same person or different people, but it's always the same aggressive, loud, Baptist minister lecturing.

And you know, it's not the noise that bothers me. I could knock on the wall or just put my headphones on, which I do. It's more about the fact that this guy has some reason to rail at someone every night for weeks. It's got to be exhausting and internally upsetting to be that angry all the time.

I'm so glad to be back in my apartment, though. I'm also really glad I cleaned, because I came home to an empty sink and a nice clean floor. I was able to say hello to the furry land sharks (aka the cats), clean their box and then curl up on the couch with my laptop without a shred of guilt for undone projects. The apartment still does need some spot work, but on the whole, not too shabby!

Oh and, I've started using my tumblr again. I ditched its original purpose, and now I'm using it to blog/reblog .gifs and graphics and ficbits just like everybody else. If you're interested, I'm over here. Any and all are welcome! It's definitively Supernatural/Torchwood/SuperWho flavored, just FYI.

9200 words into my SuperWho Big Bang! I'm getting there! I may squeak by if I get my shoulder to the wheel this week. More importantly than the word count, the plot is diagrammed out. So hopefully I won't get too lost.
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