Worst midnight snack ever.

My mind just thought the sexiest phrase ever known:

"Man, my mouth tastes like pudding and chicken mcnuggets."

Ladies?


But, sadly, that was the truth, as I had yet another disgustingly unhealthy after-midnight snack as my late night writing session is going on past 3 AM. (this post will probably say it's a little after midnight. that's just because I never got around to changing the time zone on my computer clock)...

I'm currently working on a full outline for a show, and it's proving to be more of a struggle than I would have hoped. I always have a hell of a time naming my characters. I'm extremely indecisive when it comes to this, and I always feel my names are a bit too unoriginal. And once I start to struggle with a name, the procrastinator in me says "hmm... well, there are some pudding cups in the fridge." or maybe that's the morbidly obese man inside of me. or both. damn you, morbidly obese procrastinator! I would name you, but I can't decide on any fucking names.

I do like to name my characters after my friends; however, I get extremely embarrassed at the prospect of someone finding out that I used their name. I have no clue why, but it feels like the prospect of that girl in fifth grade finding out you like her.

And of course, there is that possibility that they would go "you named that douchebag after me?!"

I'm really going to have a hard time naming my child.

--EDIT--
I just made it so anyone can comment now. Even unregistered users, you freeloaders.