Once upon a time, there was a ljer, writer, weirdo, interesting chick, future president of a fried chicken company named
regala_electra. And she posted funny things, and dark fics, and sometimes, even happy fics. Sometimes there was Adult material.
Then she got a cold, and feels like half of her head is submerged in a block of wood, which is an impossible image, but bear with her ramblings.
And then she never again posted anything interesting, insightful or funny.
Although she has an awesome R/S story ready to go. Although she's considering joining NaNoWriMo. Although she has to start her B/A story for the November-thon. And finish her Faith/Wes fics.
So her story isn't over. But she's trapped beneath a plank of ice and all that's up is down and all that's down is sick.
The End, for tonight.