No, I have no idea where I came from, other than having another chunk of Songbird sitting around in my head and no way to take care of it. It's just sitting there, glaring at me... she's not in her cage now, she's curled up on top of it giving me the Evil Eye and wondering why I'm not writing what she wants, when she wants it.

Wolf is being evil too, but in an entirely different way.

Past lives... gah. Add Slash to the list, him and his damned yellow tents. My bard, you knew him once as well, got along well with him if I'm right... Kadin? Dunno. No clue. Caleb? Possibly, but i doubt it, I really do. ANyone else is fair game. Oh, and yes, he knew the bitch... not Seit, MY bitch, the internal one who is making my life a hell today.

I woke up this morning wanting to run.

Now I just want to push.

Want to push until everything goes POP and suddenly there's action and contact and context, none of this waiting and wondering bullshit.

It's less than two weeks until Kadin arrives. If I don't get my head settled by then, I am soooo screwed. Or rather, he is. The boy's never met Sieia-To... made her into a character in a wrestling game. Made him into one too. Gave him to her. Wonder why... I know I had a reason for it.

I have reasons for everything.

Yes, I'm still alive... so very alive, right now, although I'm not sure that's good. I'll update later, when I am at home and on my own computer.

For now, you'll have to cope with this little scrap of information: I am wearing makeup.