So. You guys seen that chain of emails going around? The "We had it so much more tough than you did, with your fancy computers an' junk. You're all spoiled." ones? They only started bothering me recently, which is to say, after I had received a fecking ton of them.

For instance, there's this one joke....



( Cut for ranting!Book )
And on now the robot apocalypse slash supervillain uprising front....

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Three pieces. This is fairly notable, as I lack severely in will to write fanfiction this last year.
First, a little Death Note; a character study on Near and Mello, which I write too much of..
( Seriously, I have like, three others sitting on my harddrive unfinished. And another one published.  )

Next up, a drabble from Soul Eater. Sort of for a community involving dialouge-only fics, only this isn't long enough to post.
( Featuring Stein, Spirit, and Maka, with the prompt 'Not what it looks like'. )

And last but not least...another Soul Eater fic, with a love triangle. Bit angsty, bit fluffy. My best friend gave me the idea for the pairing, which is Chrona/Asura/Medusa. Works better then one would think.
( The timeline's weird, though. Not sure if it's anime or mangaverse.  )

Well, I desperately need sleep, and should really stop trying for semi-romance, but these are two characters I don't give much love to.
I feel that I should warn any random stumble-oners that I'm at my most verbose when at the dubious edge of consciousness. I could not tell you why.
( In which two come to discover that a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.  )

-toddles off to bed-

Well, I just finished up the first "Artemis Fowl" book. And I can't say I'm obsessed with it so far, but I have to admire how well-crafted these books are.

A rough draft of a short story about a couple of my characters, only further proving that I cannot, in fact, write romance.
But it includes my resident frigid brat jumping to conclusions and needing a bit of comfort, and my oblivious sweet guy being unusually firm. So that's fun.

( At the moment they were perched haphazardly on his nose, fortunately, or he might have mistaken her for a bookshelf. )

And also I have an excuse to use the Star Trek icons. -cackles-

( Beam us up. :D )

So I thought I'd like, actually post something or sum'. Why? I don't know. I stole a Writer's Block. Deleted the Poll thing, though, because it was bothering me.
( So, my favorite line of poetry is... )

Actually, I just don't have a title for this poem, which was brought on by some stuff my sister shoved at me.

What's the deal with ugg boots, or whatever? They're like everywhere nowadays, hmm?

( Not all that angsty, actually. Just kind of thoughtful. )

 

the story of two demons and one library. Scenario thought of by MMC! <3

(  Right now, these guys are my favorite of my couples.  )

Wooh, morbid poem! I always enjoy writing these. Oddly, I don't write them in bad moods. I just like writing dark things.
( Be careful, it really is supermorbid. )