Well, the calendar insists that we are now in a new year. It feels just like last year, just later to me, but then again, I don't really celebrate anything.
... well, except for getting that blow-job at the stroke of midnight, but you know...
... not even sure how she timed it so I came at the stroke of of the new year...
I don't really have plans this site or my byline this year. I hope to finish Dolcett Girls, but after August, I suspect everything is going to go to crap and I have no way of planning it.
In completely unrelated news, Fluffy is pregnant with a due date in August.
Completely unrelated, I swear.
So, life is going to get very strange for me and I have no basis or ability to predict how it is going to go.
In other news, I'm slowly getting through my writer's block. I have a bit of a story (gang romance story) called Laundry Days that I'm hoping to finish soon. I have three partial novels I want to finish this year, though I don't know if that is even possible.
*hugs*
