Apparently I Suck! or, A Word About WsiP
okay, i knew things were getting bad, but it turns out I have thirty-nine unfinished fics in the folder, and that's if you don't count the one file where i just made myself cryptic notes like "Jin makes the magnum onigiri."
this is also not counting anything in the 'unfinished fic' folder, which is where things go when i have utterly no hope of finishing them.
so. hmm. yikes. one of my favorites contains only this:
"YOUR MOM, RYUICHI!" Ryohei calls from the kitchen.
"YOUR MOM!" Ryuichi yells back.
"No, you idiot," Ryohei leans around the corner and waves the phone. "Your mom is on the phone! And, Keita, stop letting him watch American TV!"
also, I am so very diseased. uuuuuuurgh.
this is also not counting anything in the 'unfinished fic' folder, which is where things go when i have utterly no hope of finishing them.
so. hmm. yikes. one of my favorites contains only this:
"YOUR MOM, RYUICHI!" Ryohei calls from the kitchen.
"YOUR MOM!" Ryuichi yells back.
"No, you idiot," Ryohei leans around the corner and waves the phone. "Your mom is on the phone! And, Keita, stop letting him watch American TV!"
also, I am so very diseased. uuuuuuurgh.