Seriously, I don't know how I went from not writing a damn word since my brother died to being upset when I have to stop. I'm taking my computer to work with me to write on my break, but my semester starts on Monday so god knows writing time will decrease when I've got to concentrate on learning animal anatomy. Still, I've written 2K in two days.

I've also done a shit ton of research. Fuck, but I feel like all I've done since I left work is read about the AF pre-DADT repeal. My brain may be trying to escape the confines of my skull. I don't know how we ever let that shit go on as long as it did. Anyone who thought gays and lesbians were more promiscuous than straights clearly never lived in a dormitory.