I woke up to awesome news today.

Which was good, ( because the dream I'd woken up from was less than pleasant. )
The terror went away when I woke up and realized that Lovecraftian beings were not plotting humanity's doom, but a sense of anxiety has followed me all day. Hopefully it's either a remnant of the dream or a reaction to the new ADD drug that will go away as I adjust.

I also started watching "Skin of Evil" for the first time today, but find myself oddly reluctant to continue, because even from the craptastic first-season episodes I've been watching lately, I've come to like Tasha Yar. She's a woman with a typically masculine job (security) in a show where both the other women have typically feminine jobs (healing and emotions). And while I don't think either one of the others is a bad character (well, I have some reservations about Troi. But not enough to really make me condemn the character as a whole), I find it a pity that the different perspective Tasha brought--prickly but passionate, devoted and professional but insecure--had to go so soon after the show started.

Eh. I'll watch it anyway.

And maybe I can even poke myself into working on my SEED fic later. And I think it's getting to be about the time where I should get another entry out for 30_kisses. I do have a couple ideas; I should work on one of them.

Maybe I'll encourage myself with another poll about my fanfiction; it's been a while since the last one.

Edit: Goddamn, makeup crew, that is the fakest bloodsplat I have ever seen. It looks like she's got a tattoo on her face.