Am trying to find ways to avoid (pronouns) sleep right now. Could go and read...dun feel like it though. Shall blog random things, instead.

...*cricketchirp*
Have not finished Christ's Mass shopping yet. Went to church today, decided that the new priest is highly irritating. Decided also that celebrating Yule would be greatly preferrable to celebrating Christ's Mass. Sadly, Yule is now. Have missed celebration. Drat. Hopefully the sun will come up tomorrow (as opposed to a large ball of flaming gas illuminating the planet). Ought to stop reading Pratchett, but likelyhood of that is slim to none and none just kicked slim's ass.

Am feeling horribly uncreative and blocked. More likely to stare at a screen and drool than anything else. *frustrated* Want very badly to draw, to write, to create, to boldly split infinitives where none have been split before- but can not manage any of those things. *sad* Am almost reduced to making cheesy Christ's Mass cards out of cardstock and red construction paper. Have already made two- best to not make any more, lest it become a habit.

Am somewhat angry at certain people, namely those having to do with MUN. Am, actually, very angry at said people. Would like to drop out of ILMUNC, but there is much conflict, and said conflict is only adding to creative blockage. The fact that am sitting third chair in region band may also have something to do with said blockage. Parents have much to do with creative blockage as well. Will not explain when not using personal pronouns, though. School newspaper is creative blockage personified. *kicks Beacon* Fact that Suzycat is old and decrepit and dying is...depressing, which can't be helping creative blockage. Am thinking she has cancer of some sort. Happens to cats sometimes. Suckage.

...*sigh*