Aug 09, 2009 20:47
HOMG DRAGONS, JUST DOOOOOOOOOOOOO EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET.
*throws laptop through front window*
RIGHT.
I'm making coffee, and pie, and then I'm sitting down and I'm not going to bed until Chappy Eight has 7000 wordies. I mean, honestly, HOW MUCH MORE EXCRUCIATING CAN I POSSIBLY MAKE THIS?
*points at flist* Don't answer that.
writing,
the lee update,
sam winchester is an inscrutable bastard,
fanfic,
sam winchester is a good egg
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WILL NO ONE THINK OF THE CHILDREN DRAGONS?
Seriously. It's all, like, RIGHT THERE. *beats forehead on coffee table* It just won't...*gesticulates wildly*
Also, this is the problem with having a cat named Shitrock. You has to CLARIFY constantly. Otherwise people is all: "Shitrock will eat your carcass, wtf?"
Lady, you is weeeeeeeeeeird.
*offers Shitrock heel of boot in lieu of carcass*
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It's gonna rain here. Which means nice soothing atmosphere for writing.
You're getting there. It'll happen.
Breeeeeeeathe...
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*hates on self muchly*
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Hah!
I have NO sympathy. *snort*
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Besides. If I have to close the Fandom Wank tab, EVERYONE SHOULD HAVE TO.
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There's more wank and I missed it?
Oh woe is me...
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*is despicable*
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Stop putting these totally destructive and useless timeline burdens upon yourself. It makes you batshit.
Yours in jeopardy,
Mental health
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LIKE YOU EVEN EXIST.
No love,
Dragons
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Maybe you're suffering from prune withdrawal...your brains is all clogged up from lack of prunes.
I'm making peach pie today. Come and get some. We'll wait for you.
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*books flight*
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