They Shoot Horses, Don't They?
If anyone sees me here before December 1st rolls around, they are officially authorized to shoot me and/or shoo me away. Feel free to choose whatever action is most likely to leave my typing hand intact afterwards.
Because. Three papers. Two presentations. And another upcoming bachelorette party. I do not have time for a rich inner fantasy world anymore. No matter how much Penelo wants to grab Larsa by the collar and slam him against a brick wall for the next part of Knots. Which... might be actually kind of inappropriately sexual for a twelve year old. Damn it. I knew I should have made him a little older in the story beforehand.
So I'll see you all then. And ladyassassin, I am definitely still going to write you that Vaan/Ashe story for your 21st birthday. I just don't know when I can find the time to finish it so... it might have to take a while. ::sigh::
Because. Three papers. Two presentations. And another upcoming bachelorette party. I do not have time for a rich inner fantasy world anymore. No matter how much Penelo wants to grab Larsa by the collar and slam him against a brick wall for the next part of Knots. Which... might be actually kind of inappropriately sexual for a twelve year old. Damn it. I knew I should have made him a little older in the story beforehand.
So I'll see you all then. And ladyassassin, I am definitely still going to write you that Vaan/Ashe story for your 21st birthday. I just don't know when I can find the time to finish it so... it might have to take a while. ::sigh::