i can *always* get dorkier

Weekend, yay! I have many many tasks to attend to the next few days -- major cleaning, laundry, mailing out tax stuff, immunization forms, proof of registration for health insurance, an essay for medieval judaism -- so naturally I thought I would spend the afternoon laying about in bed and writing instead of working on any of that.

Apparently, though, I am meant to be even less productive than that plan would indicate, because instead of any real writing, I am just daydreaming about the imaginary vague-yet-appealing story in my head. In this case: medieval monk AU.

( ...Yeah, shut up )