2004 is over; 2005 is here.
I'll have more to say when I feel like being creative again. However, I spent the evening simply transcribing something from notebooks to electrons, and found it's 21k. If only it was what I was supposed to be writing.
Tomorrow, I'm going to do my chores and then lock myself in my room and see if I can force the muse at gunpoint. 'Cause I'm desperate.