So I've got a hundred pages I need to read. And a paper I need to write. And a long-ass set I really should work on. All within the next... 10 hours?
And if I don't want to do this, I should sleep
. I've not rested more than 6 hours in a day in over a week, and the last few days would be utterly sleepless if not for a couple hour-long naps.
And if I'm fracking insane and want to write, I've got a fill I'm in the middle of. With plans
...Apparently a portion of my brain does not care.
(WARNING: don't follow the lj-cut unless you've read Hold On in its entirety. As in, more than I've got posted on my journal. Which yes, means that cleaning up the rest of it is another thing that should be much higher on my to do list than this)( Seriously... what the frack, brain??? )