Silver Bells

Wrote this short little number for the Excessant Yule Project, so many of you have probably seen it already.

Title: Silver Bells
Author: chocgood84
Rating: PG for schmoop
Disclaimer: Character's aren't mine, nor is the song this fic is based on. I'm just playing, don't sue.

( Silver Bells )

*whew*

I just spent the last two and a half hours reorganizing my website and making a few updates, getting some other stuff up on it. If I even see an html code for the rest of the day I may gouge out my eyes.

But, I managed to get a bunch of stuff straightened out, and I think it's easier to use now. So, yay.

Now I really really need to get down to the nitty gritty and pound out chapter 16 of L2bL so I can get it posted before I leave Friday (hopefully).

Which brings me to my next topic. Matt asked me if I could drive him home on Friday (he only lives a half hour away from me), but he doesn't get off work until 6, and I was hoping to leave that morning. I already told him I probably couldn't, but he hasn't bought his train ticket yet. Could be tons of fun driving with him, though - any suggestions?

Also, he wants me to go out with him on New Year's Eve. And so does Arben and Nando. But, if I work, I'll get time and a half. And 15 hours at time and a half - guh! BUT I've always wanted to spend new year's eve out with friends, and I've never had the opportunity. Not sure what to do. Money vs. fun and frolics. Decisions, decisions.

funny how now my BIG problems are revolving around such trivial issues ATM, innit?

And suddenly...

I'm nervous as hell and I don't feel well at all.

I have this sinking feeling that he won't call, and that I screwed it up.

And hello, insecurities. There you are! Been wondering where you had gotten to.

He called!

*whew*

Yeah, I know, I'm sorry.

I'll put this post behind a cut because I know I'm flooding your f-lists today.

( Homophobia makes me sad. )