Day Three-- In which Inu-no-Jess-chan looks around, realizes what needs to be done...

...by tomorrow, and tries not to have a mental melt-down.

You know, I thought this would go a lot faster than it is. I overestimated my own determination and fitness level, and underestimated how much stuff I own and how heavy it is and how dehydrated I'd get, and, well... *looks around* Er, yeah. Shit. My room is less of a problem. There's not a whole lot left in here, not after I cleaned out the closet last night. (Christ Almighty, I didn't realize how much was in there until I started digging. And then I thought I might unearth the Ark of the Covenant from its depths. O_o!)

Inu-no-Jess-chan also realizes that she has too many fucking books. Holy shit on a stick. I need to stop buying them. They are heavy and difficult to move. (And my full collection isn't even all here. I have another three big boxes still in Pennsylvania at my Grandparents'.
AND...after all the searching I've done while moving, I still haven't found my copy of St. Augustine's Confessions. GRRRRR! >.< I am one very, very unhappy theologian!)

In addition to what's left in my room and the shelf of books in the living room, the kitchen hasn't even been touched yet. Neither has the bathroom.
And I have my homework to do, including probably about two hundred pages of reading and writing a paper on Jonah.
Today is gonna suck, ladies and gents.

On the up side, however, the ever-sweet and talented chauni wrote me a tasty-good ficcy, and you all should go and read it and worship her now and forever, amen. *points the way to the Temple of Cha*
Fountains

Recovering

Ok. I cried; I ate; I bathed; I feel a little more sane, although not by much. I'm waiting for Wendy to get done bathing, and then I'll kick it up into high gear again.
In the meantime, I drabbled, because there's nothing better that I could be doing, right? *looks around at the disaster area* Well. It made me feel better, anyway, although I did want to write something a lot longer with these two.

Title: Loss and Longing
Pairing: ...it's better if you don't know going into it. *laughs*
Rating: PG
Spoilers: End of series!
Words: 500
Notes: Fluffy, sweet ficcage, although it is pretty damned weird.

( On nights like this one... )

Prefect timing. I hear Wendy now.