I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter

I am so very screwed on my challenge fics. Considering that I just finished writing a twenty-page paper you think I could write three 1,000 word stories. Yet, I have one sentence of McKay being bitchy, a vague idea of Ray and Fraser and porn, and no clue about my Yuletide story. This is getting ridiculous.

In other news, I'm back in BR, done with my academic obligations until next term. I have seen amai and narnia_girl but am still horribly behind in both my Christmas and fannish stuff. Which reminds me, aishuu, we need to talk about stuff, yes? And...okay I thought I had other things to say, but apparently not. Huh.