Must...write...

[xaara]

I've been trying to get back into the Home in Time for Supper mindset for the past two days, and I think I'm finally making progress. Which is good, because I've let the SW fiction slip while I've been working on the BtVS, and I've let all of that go to work on original stories. I have OC interviews to write now, as I've volunteered to help out with that on the JC, and I should be working on them.

Oh, and on a side note, school's out. I know I should sound more excited about that, but I've been phasing school out of my life for almost a month now. Some classes just aren't worth coming to after a certain point.

So I'm off, up, up, and away, and writing again! Using exclamation points! Being crazy!Carmen! Being hyper!Carmen! Being needstocutbackonchocolate!Carmen!

!!!!!

God I love exclamation points.

And look, I've stuck with my self-challenge for an entire two days:

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Angel

I love my job; I hate my office. More accurately, I hate this run-down hotel, and that I have no resources and, hey, the chair behind my desk isn't even all that comfortable. Mostly, I hate my telephone.

This time, I let the phone ring twice before I answer. "Angel Investigations."

"Angel? This is Rupert Giles."

Oh. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry to call you under these circumstances, but--"

I speak in monosyllables for the remainder of our awkward conversation. When I hang up the phone, I sit for a minute before rising, grabbing a sword.

I have to kill something.