I got my assignment for iy_flashfic. I'd actually forgotten that those were to be mailed out today. While previously I was just excited to find out who I was writing for, now I'm also deathly curious about who got my request. Which is a big part of the fun, of course. Except that I am impatient and at the moment feel that waiting a whole month to find out will surely kill me. Kill me, I say. ...Actually, I'm mostly just concerned that I come up with something decent and non-disappointing for my assigned person. Writing for other people is exciting, but also added pressure. *puts on thinking cap*
I am still having a problem with disappearing/reappearing comments. bleah.
Now I'm off to the library to pick up Conrad's Fate, which apparently they just got in. Yay.
ETA: This always happens. I go in meaning to get one, just one specific book, and yet manage to leave with an armful (which, incidentally, makes it hard to ride bike). Stupid, sexy library.