fightingthecage

Fucking hell....I got toothache again. Been bugging me on and off for a few weeks, now it's damn permanent. I'm soooo getting every single last fucking tooth pulled out and just getting falsies. This is beyond a joke, seriously.

In other news...what am I saying? There is no other news. Oh - but England won their match tonight, so that kicks ass. Go boys! :D World Cup, here we come! :)

And I really want to go and write my Mexico fic but I just can't seem to muster the energy. There's so much of it in my head, I think I'm kind of worried that I won't get it all down. I want it to feel different and have more depth than anything I've written thus far but then - I wanted that for 'Peace' too. And I got it at first, and then it just turned into a big old mess IMO. I need to find some way to focus this one (which will be called Cum Tacent Clamant), so that I dont lose control of it - there are some very definite themes that I want to get across.

Ah well. The only way to get it done is to do it. And there's nothing else to do so - yeah, might as well get stuck in.