NANO FLAIL
YEAH so on ONE hand I've kinda gotten unstuck and figured out some Key Things Mostly Kinda and also developed several new ways to fry Sephiroth's brainmeats in the future so I could PROBABLY work now except I'd really rather stick around a bit longer and try to figure out the what the hell I'm doing for the moment so I don't, you know, get Cloud and Tifa to the Forgotten Capital and then get stuck again plot-wise and have to resort to making Cloud dance around with a pancake on his head for ten thousand words. Also unless I magically find some time up my ass I may not have much of an opportuinity to do much writing for a little while... or you know, I could take some time out of my busy schedule of PROCRASTINATING, but that would be DESPERATE MEASURES.
But it's all cool, I totally have a plan figured out: I'll just kidnap a laptop from someone and write TEN THOUSAND WORDS EVERY DAY of Thanksgiving Break and I'll be FINE.
KILL ALABAS AND YOU ARE SO DEAD, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE
I KNOW WHERE YOU SLEEP
AND I KNOW PEOPLE WILL TOTALLY LET ME INTO THE BUILDING ILLEGALLY IF I JUST STAND OUTSIDE FOR A FEW MINUTES LOOKING COLD
ONLY I'LL HAVE A BOWIE KNIFE IN MY BACKPACK
But it's all cool, I totally have a plan figured out: I'll just kidnap a laptop from someone and write TEN THOUSAND WORDS EVERY DAY of Thanksgiving Break and I'll be FINE.
KILL ALABAS AND YOU ARE SO DEAD, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE
I KNOW WHERE YOU SLEEP
AND I KNOW PEOPLE WILL TOTALLY LET ME INTO THE BUILDING ILLEGALLY IF I JUST STAND OUTSIDE FOR A FEW MINUTES LOOKING COLD
ONLY I'LL HAVE A BOWIE KNIFE IN MY BACKPACK