Honestly, I do have to take breaks to eat even while writing fic, but I'm a hungry, hungry person. All ,my friends are aware by now that I need regular feeding. But fic writing i so, so, so much better, Even when it's "oh god, this is so sad" angst.

Well, I'm on the verge off panicking, but only not doing so through my denial defense mechanism. As much as I hate to admit it, I inherent that hugely inconvenient worryness from the women in my dad's side of the family. These kind of crisis situations freak me out, especially if it comes up again and again and doesn't go away. I used to have no fear of flying at all, then some TWA plane crashed when I was eleven or something and the news kept going over day after day after day and now I can't feel turbulence without worrying. And I realize that I'm being silly, but these things really impress themselves on my brain. I already didn't do any writing or studying on Monday freaking out over this. I hate my brain. I need my dad to calm me down (now he seriously doesn't freak out at all), but he's not here.