Head Like A Hole Or Head IS a Hole?

Well, today I finally typed up the 1,600 words of chapter two I wrote in February. The interpersonal stuff cooks, I think but fucking hell, it was hard work getting that from notebook to computer screen.

Watched the final episode of Ashes to Ashes, which wasn't as good as the first season of Life on Mars but picked up satisfactorily in the last ep and, the Beeb tells us, will be back next year.

Meanwhile, Doctor Who series 4 begins next Saturday.

Right now, I am trying to edit poetry, which is a bitch because I'm afraid of editing what worked right out of the poems. It's given me a massive whacking headache, which means I don't feel like doing what I really want to do which is finish the Sarah Connor Chronicles fanfic I posted the other day.

All of which is by way of saying *whine* *grumble* *bitch* *bitch* *moan* *curse*.

This icon seems an appropriate metaphor for my day.

eta: fuck HTML with a giant Belgian bunny.