It's nearly midnight right now and I'm dead tired. I feel like somebody had my eyes for lunch or I've been living in a sink for an entire day. Tomorrow is another exam for me and I doubt it's going to go well even though I spend the past six hours cramming. Jaise is the frazzled right now.

I seriously need to get to those fics.

Speaking of which. Not really actually. Let's start again.

So, how much do I love Yakitate!! Japan? How much, people? Enough to write ficcage? You bet, kiddies, you BET.

Nothing can cheer me up like coming home to the flist and Y!! Japan supereme crackage (<-- is that a word?). It's just amazing. I cannot believe the urge I have now to bake pounds and pounds of bread. It's amazing the power of...media these days.

Jaise is currently too dead however, to speak of the joy in full blast. For infact, I have not even informed you wonderful duckies about my day over at lily22's place where she first converted me to bread-anime-ism (<-- now I KNOW that's not a word). Soon. Storytime will be soon. After Jaise tackles the bed and sleep and exam and people falling down stairs.

...I swear I didn't push them. Swear.

...because I kicked.

SO. This time I really do promise a good deal of ficcage. I have them written down just not the time to type them up. I WILL. SOON. No worries flist! I have not forgotten about your requests (though I don't doubt if you all have just walked out on me by now. FWAHS.)!

"Wark" goes the Jaise.