I'm going up to Eckerd tomorrow, hopefully. I need some new mechanical pencils. I can't stand writing with pens; it bleeds through the pages, smudges so I can't read it, and it's just too... bold, I guess? I dunno, but I prefer writing with mechanical pencils. The yellow Papermate kind, with the twist-down thing at the bottom. Those rock.

And I simply can't go days without writing something. My brain gets crowded with ideas, dialogue, and people that way. :P Constantly writing and drawing is a way to let my head relax from its usual crowdedness.

So far, I'm liking the time-travel door guy (whose name is Mr Mystery, aka Jerry). He tumbles out of a public library's janitor closet trying to get some research done on Earth, but he gets distracted looking for treasure instead. X3 He's nifty.

Also, it's only a little while until September! *does a jig of joy* Hopefully, I can convince Dad to let me go to the nearest Who show, combined with Mum's offer of buying me a bus ticket there. But if they don't, hey, there's nothing wrong with thumbin' it there and lurking outside the venue just to BE there. ... unless that makes me sound like a mildly creepy fangirl, wording it like that.