Real Life.
I don't get much spam, but what I get is ALWAYS the same. Always. Exactly. The same. I get precisely two peices of spam, every day. One for Rolex watches, and one for Viagra. Words cannot express how UNINTERESTED these ads make me in buying their product. There is nothing remotely catchy about them. No great pitch, no stunning visuals, no promises of beauty or mindblowing sex. In fact as ads go, these are both done so lamely I wonder if they get ANY hits.
Why couldn't I get the Nigerians and their plausible come on's? I'm not an older man, so viagra has about as much interest to me as tampons would to a gay dude. And I never did understand the appeal of buying a Rolex. Why spend hundreds of dollars when 20 bucks will put something on your wrist that tells time? Now if Rolex's came with an alchemical amplifier, that would be different. But really, would I impress anyone as I walk around in my t-shirt and jeans if my watch was ungodly expensive? I suppose if I dressed really sharp while I took my kids to the park, I'd impress someone off the street. But then I'd have no money to spend on Anime and Manga. And honestly, my friends don't seem to mind that I don't flaunt my non-existant wealth. And as for impressing men with my Rolex laden beauty, I already have a husband who is just as glad I DON'T want one. And who doesn't need viagra either, thank you.
PAWNS.... Is kicking my butt again. It's the last chapter. The end. And I want it to go out with a bang not a whimper, and I'm just not satisfied. Sigh. Hopefully sometime today I'll finish it. Thirty six chapters. I had NO idea that this would end up this long when I started writing. I was figuring 15 chapters when I started, by the time I got to chapter 10, I was thinking another 10 chapters. Wrong.
Though strictly speaking there are longer fics out there, my chapters are just short.
Why couldn't I get the Nigerians and their plausible come on's? I'm not an older man, so viagra has about as much interest to me as tampons would to a gay dude. And I never did understand the appeal of buying a Rolex. Why spend hundreds of dollars when 20 bucks will put something on your wrist that tells time? Now if Rolex's came with an alchemical amplifier, that would be different. But really, would I impress anyone as I walk around in my t-shirt and jeans if my watch was ungodly expensive? I suppose if I dressed really sharp while I took my kids to the park, I'd impress someone off the street. But then I'd have no money to spend on Anime and Manga. And honestly, my friends don't seem to mind that I don't flaunt my non-existant wealth. And as for impressing men with my Rolex laden beauty, I already have a husband who is just as glad I DON'T want one. And who doesn't need viagra either, thank you.
PAWNS.... Is kicking my butt again. It's the last chapter. The end. And I want it to go out with a bang not a whimper, and I'm just not satisfied. Sigh. Hopefully sometime today I'll finish it. Thirty six chapters. I had NO idea that this would end up this long when I started writing. I was figuring 15 chapters when I started, by the time I got to chapter 10, I was thinking another 10 chapters. Wrong.
Though strictly speaking there are longer fics out there, my chapters are just short.