Do you really not know how Netflix works?

The Office is distracting me. talumin is currently rewatching what we have of the U.S. series on DVD, and not only is it an all too convenient excuse to not be writing, but that (combined with the recent awesomeness of Subtle Sexuality) is also giving me inconveniently timed re-flaily Ryan/Kelly (and B.J./Mindy) feelings. I had to try really hard to restrain myself from requesting The Office RPF for yuletide again this year, even though a) it's already one of my requests for prettylightsfic, and b) I requested it for last year's yuletide, and received not one but two awesome fics. (Which are totally to blame for me wanting to ask for it again - they were perfect, and I want more of that.)

I'm also trying to ignore a Ryan/Kelly plot bunny that bit me, hard, in favour of finishing up stuff I actually have to do. (Not that I'm not going to write it, just ... later. Along with any potential quest-y Disney RPF fics involving dragons.) I'm not sure if it's helpful or not that what I thought was a simple idea has ballooned into something ridiculously long and involved, but at least that means I won't be tempted to try to quickly dash it off before I finish my other fics.

(Also, okay. You know how I'm completely lazy and tend to name a lot of my fics after song titles? I turned on my iTunes, and the first thing that came on - not the song I'm listening to right now - was the song after which I've named the fic I'm currently supposed to working on. A not-so-subtle hint, perhaps? Fine, fine, I'm writing.)