standing there alone, the ship is waiting, all systems are go...

Y'know, there's two of me on ff'net. I'd forgotten that. Or--not forgotten, just... Couldn't figure out what to do about it.

Since I've just proved I can get into the second account, I think I'll go ahead and pull the 3 stories off. Especially since Dancing Holidays is up in seperate parts. Yeesh. I think I've got them around here, either all in one, or in three seperate pieces.

In other news, I brought my novel with me. I could get another 3,000 words written during class. Yeah. Go me.

Hrm. I think I'm over flat screens.

They're coming to take me away, ha-ha!

Actually, he let us out of the assylum early. It feels odd, not being in class.

Only one more week, then finals. Or rather, two more classes, one final, and a final project. Guurgh.

I'm really glad he doesn't want to look at our notes. I think mine would have scared him, since it's five pages of fucked-up smut for my nano novel. Trust me. It's not pretty.

Someone mentioned recently that my characters have no morals. Yes! This is very true. And, damn, am I proud of it. Or maybe it was that they had no character. Which is also somewhat true, but. Dude! Simmons is a happily married man, Caren's dating an elf, Joe's single, and Mark's engaged.... Oh, wait. There's also Angelique the nymphomaniac from hell, and Beatrix, who's style of revenge for her name is to be horny all the time.

That's probably Angelique's influence.

Anyway. Pardon for the boringness. But. I might be done soon! Yay! I have... About a thousand, if not more written down. And I've got my file with me here. I'm adding to it, slowly.

Yay.