This is a blog. I've posted something on it. You know the drill.

I have just spent the best 32 hours (give or take 5 minutes) of my life.

Well, not all at once, obviously. I'd be a sleep deprived zombie if that had happened.

I can remember it like it was yesterday...*The air around me starts blurring and everything turns Sepia* (It was two weeks ago)

Doing what, you may ask?

Well, since you asked so nicely - watching all 78 episodes of God(?) Save the King - Kyou Kara Maou! Did I mention that I've been fan-girling like mad since I watched the first episode? (I bought the series with my birthday money, and no, you can't pin the word lame on me. It was worth it!)

I've been sketching a lot lately. *Flexes fingers* In fact... I suddenly feel an inexorable pull to draw. But I know the instant I pick up a pencil, I'll feel like doing something entirely different. I'm silly putty at the hands of my Muses (which reminds me, I still have some left in the cupboard...maybe I should take it out sometime-

See?

It's like some magic-ky creative curse or something. The polar opposite of Writer's Block (and we know how that can be a pain) Isn't there a number for these kind of things? 1-800-MUSE-AWAY, perhaps?

Death Hides Behind Every Rosebush,

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