I'm actually writing a bit. And not for forum rp. For some reason I've had the urge to just write lately. So today I decided that I wanted to start work on that bad series novel idea I'd been semi-joking about: the Urban Fantasy in the vein of Anita Blake/Southern Vampries/Dresden Files, but with Faeries. And fairies. BA-DUM-TISH ( Read more... )

HE TEXTED ME AND SAID, 'JE T'AIME BIEN ( Read more... )

OMG. I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO SAY SINCE MOST ALL OF YOU READ MY TWEETS.

WE TALKED FOR FOUR+ HOURS STRAIGHT.

WE'RE GETTING DRUNK NEXT FRIDAY AT DOS. PLEASE SHOW UP?! D:WHICH MEANS WE'RE GOING TO BE MAKING OUT. A LOT. UNLESS HE BRINGS SOME BOY HE LIKES. WHICH WOULD BE OKAY WITH ME. KIND OF. PROBABLY NOT. BUT WHATEVER. HE'S SO CUTE ( Read more... )

I could also say decade, but to be honest, time really doesn't matter in such increments. Yes, hours, days, weeks, months and years are important for various social and personal reasons, but beyond simple years, I start not quite getting why it's important. I guess marking the passage of time should be monumental in some way, but I don't feel it. ( Read more... )