Oh, man.

I've been sick since Thursday.
Eck. I even ate a flower to make myself feel better. A rose, to be completely specific... and no, it didn't help.
I don't care what amount of vitamin C a rosehip has.
I'm not eating any more goddamn flowers.

But I'm on the third case now, in Phoenix Wright.
I'm pretty happy about that. Oh yeah.
I'm going to beat it this week.

For my posts on FicPress, they're not doing so hot in the update category. And I'm rethinking my having posted Angel of La Guardia. It's just a bunch of fragments that won't make sense if read as a complete story, unless you are me. And in fact most of my audience happens to be someone else other than me, so I don't think that is going to go so well.

Other than that, my procrastination's caught up with me. School gets out in two weeks and I've got a lot left to do that I've been putting off. I might want to get busy on that...

And I didn't have any coffee today... none at all.
None.
Nada.
Zip. Zilch. Zero.

I'm not a very happy attorney.

--Katja.

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