Today is not a good day

There are reasons for this, too long and boring to go into. But one of them involves falling off a ladder.

So, instead, for all the writers on my flist, allow me to advertise:

Karaokegal's Third Annual 'Come As You Aren't' Halloween Party

There have been some great stories to come out of this in the past couple of years, so I'm definitely encouraging everyone to take part. And please let people on your flists know, even if you or they don't know karaokegal. This is an open-to-everyone, come-join-in kind of thing. Open all hours, gate-crashers encouraged.

Just for the record, I have no idea what I'm going to write, since my CV includes most genres, multiple fandoms, some of the nuttiest crack ever attempted and some serious experimentation. My costumes are usually the equivalent of throwing a sheet over my head and telling people I'm a ghost, therefore any and all suggestions gratefully received (although just for the record, I won't attempt anything explicit because I want people to actually, you know, read the result, not want to poke their eyeballs out with a fork).

So, because it's not a good day, I have three things I want to do, and that's it:
#1. Stick to my eating plan.
#2. Clear the trolley of books behind me.
#3. Break my artword fic. It doesn't have to be finished, but I need to get it sorted out, because this...so and so...is fighting me every step of the way.

I'm going to be posting my fic-draft complaints to the SGA-filter over at heretoutopia (you know who you are...) so if you don't want to be bugged, this is a good time to defriend that journal. It's more of a scrapbook than a journal, so I promise, no offence.

Hope your days are going better than mine and remember: be careful out there. Especially around ladders...