When I make plans, the universe is laughing. Or winking. Or sth along those lines.

Edit: I'm sick. Shiny, but sick. Not in the fun twisted kind of way, just the garden variety virus/fever thingy. That's why I'm invisible. And missing you, guys. *goes to make orange juice*

So, I had every intention of being a good flister and fanfic writer this weekend. 

I had a friend come over unexpectedly and so my Saturday was spent: 
-shopping in the morning
-lunch at a restaurant at midday (chicken fillet in a white mushroom sauce amongst others)
-bowling in the afternoon (I would so have kicked ass if I hadn't done two screw ups. :) )
-cinema in the evening (300 ruuuuuuuules. I'm all ow and gasp and teary and noble on a very personal level now.)

I got a sore throat today for some reason, and no, I'm not so fond of it, but hey, yesterday was fun.

So today I managed to:
-correct papers etc for work (boooring)
-watch Roadkill (oh, how I missed those boys)
-comment and read as much fic as possible
-reply to my emails
-clean up the mess that was my place
-cross out a lot of the To Do list things I had
-not work on any of my fics at all. Darn. (I wonder if that's a writer's block or sth)
-write this post in list form. *facepalm* (I obviously need to have a lie down.)

Also? The belly or Latin dancing project? A bust. Bloody hell. I'm annoyed. Very annoyed. And tomorrow is Monday. But hey. For some reason? All is shiny in my world.

I hope in your world too.