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I was sitting here, trying to write out a fanfiction gap (I have the scene before and after written and now I must bridge them!) with my music on shuffle and all of a sudden, Shel Silverstein's voice tears through the reverie and scares me half to death. I had forgotten that I uploaded the poem cd from work and Mr. Silverstein's voice is startling after humming along to Marceline's Daddy song.

My bonkers thought of the week is that if I die, my fanfiction will be unfinished. That occurred to me on the way to lunch. So, I've gone all typety, to try and get to the end before I die. I have about 6 WIPs floating out there in the Watchmen fandom alone, so I'd better get crackin'.