chibi_trillian

What have we learned tonight?

Peachtree and Diet Dr. Pepper precisely neutralize each others' flavors until you have faintly sweet fizzy brown alcoholic stuff. That's mildly terrifying, especially considering that it doesn't taste like booze at all. Ah well, it killed my rather stubborn wisdom-teeth headache after a couple of sips, so I'm not complaining. I just need to watch it, as writing drunk = NOES. [/Irish headache cure]

To write before I get to sleep:
~ZoSan for a certain someone, as the last one was rejected for having too much porn. Completed, and safely PG.
~SmoZeff, finishing the drabble/ficlet series (preferably before Hina makes it to my other ankle). Done, later than I wanted it to be.
~Happy drabble, topic/pairing unspecified, to cheer up plotbunny_tiff. Completed, and not too horribly cracky.
~Possible Hina/Alvida crackery, just to prove that I no longer write sane pairings anymore.

It's like college the night before a pile of assignments are due all over again, except without an eight AM Genetics class to fall asleep in after. Speaking of which, I need to start looking into Master's programs...rawr. What do I want to do with my so-called life? EnviroSci? ForenSci? Naturopathic Medicine for the crackpot-win? So indecisive am I...

For plotbunny_tiff. Hope this cheers you up a bit.

Title: The Blues
Series: One Piece.
One Piece: Not mine.
Rating: G.
Summary: Nakamashippy fluffage and Chopper-love. What else do you need?

( In which there is abuse of Usopp's paints. )