Welcome to my mental morning.

*Is out of maltesers* It’s a tragedy I tell you! A tragedy! Gummies are NOT a suitable replacement. *hangs onto handful of strawberry gummies* *has fleeting fear that someone might attempt to turn them into jam* *quickly hides gummies* You can never be too careful you know. Anyway…I did call my Mum, pretty much right after I got up, and requested that she add a carton of maltesers to the shopping list. Phone card needs to be on the list…But will have to wait until payday…Unless Scott gets to Mum’s Jeep today, so she knows how much it is.
And for those of you who may be keeping score (and I’d think about pitying you for such…As it would show a real sad state of affairs in your life to worry so about my candy situation) Reese’s Peanut butter cups are not a good substitute for Reese’s eggs…Though one would probably think they would be…And…They are defiantly not a suitable substitute for my maltesers! Yes…I do believe I have an addiction. Damn gnomes anyway. *snickers*

*glances around the living room floor* *has a wondering if the invisi-babies are still sleeping* And if they are? Do they ever wake up? *makes note to ask Harley* As he is the expert.

*looks around at confused faces* Oh, would you lot like an explanation for that one? *snickers* Okay, okay. Last night, when all good little Critters were suppose to be going to bed on time (like bed on time ever happens right after a break), Harley was wandering around the living room, laying blankets out on the floor. After repeatedly telling him ‘bed time’, he informed us (Mum & me) that he was making beds for the invisible babies, so that they could go to sleep too. He did finally make himself a bed in a chair and lay down for sleep. Mum & I spent the rest of the time that she was still up wondering if we would be stepping on the invisi-babies on the way in and out of the living room. I went to retrieve my water from the kitchen once, and she said something about me stepping on one of their heads. My Mum folks…She’s so helpful for my state of mind. *laughs*

My state of mind…The state of my mind demands maltesers! I have an entry to finish, and I need certain kinds of fuel for my brain. It just so happens this time around it’s those loverly little sweets. Though…I suppose I can attempt to work my magic without them. *sigh* Though I can concentrate on an entry for Raven for tonight…Perhaps one or two others…*pokes at them* Though I haven’t really thought of anything Naamah could attempt to do to drive Peter from Sarpe Sarut, not that it would work anyway…And I’m sure Peter is hiding somewhere nice and cozy…Or at least hiding, somewhere.

I pose a question to my fellow writers! Just because I’m so bloody special that way that I can. *laughs* When you are writing…And you have a specific character that you are writing for. One of whom you know has certain ways of doing things, and certain mannerisms, facial expressions, movements, etc. Do you ever, find yourself, emulating those said things while you are writing? [I do know some among you do, as I broached said question in messenger at one point last night.] In addition to…We’re not talking serious worry here, mind you…But does it every worry you, just a little bit? I mean…Take our loverly group for example…Some of those people we write for aren’t exactly the most mentally stable lot…or nicest for that matter. *snickers*

Still…*takes a bow* I thank my sissy for her kind words of praise last night. And I will get back to said entry, as I know you are waiting with baited breath…Though you might have to wait a bit longer…As I still have that maltesers issue…Maybe if I go torture something…I do have some Peeps in the cupboard…Hmmm…*falls over laughing*

*shakes head* Nope…My brain has not been the same since that 5 AM morning…And I’m going to wager a guess that it never will be. [But on a good note…Or it should be, perhaps, a worried one…I can still feel a bit of the maniac demanding to be let loose…So perhaps I’m not fully in need of my maltesers after all…Though they do offer a loverly amount of oral stimulation. *falls over laughing*]

Okay…Now that I have probably sufficiently scared, or scarred most of you…I shall be off. Hehehe

*skips off into the distance*