Scattered Pages and Blood-Ink

As per doctors orders I stayed home and slept today. Slept like a log, oh god. Then the dreams started.

Why brain, do you feed me imaged of a slaughtered Animal (yes, Animal. The drummer from The Muppets) pinned to the cross with ropes and belts? And the Sephiroth running around in Africa was a little... too tempting to write. "Africa at last!" he said at one point, jumping from the truck, then zipping past me, Masamune unsheathed. *facepalm* That part I remember all too clearly.

Y hello thar inspiration, I take it this means that you're back. Stay for tea?

In the middle of writing this, my cousin just called and asked me to design her a Celtic cross tattoo. Oh gods.

But, anyway, to the reason for my post:

I stumbled across the glorious thing that is the Phoenix Wright Kink Meme. Five hours (yes, five) later I find myself still lurking and participating. Yes, right now I have to force myself to not refer to thyself as Anon. Hnnnrrr: Ere I do thee, thou to thyself wast cruel.

Uhhh. Yes. Yuu Yuu Hakusho Kink Meme. Is pitifully empty. Why? Go, go, go.

Now, back to writing porn.