Jul. 20th, 2002
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Jul. 20th, 2002 10:11 pm![]() | I AM A PSYCHOPUPPET! There is no plotline, no thread, no AIM chat that cannot be improved by ME GOING FUCKING NUTS. Cannibalism, self-mutilation, pyromania, vivisection -- whatever my insanity du jour, I am always My patron saints are: Thomomir & Ioreth |
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fuck, it's fucking hot
Jul. 20th, 2002 10:22 pmThree-digit hot. [insert five or six paragraphs of moaning, tediously lengthy descriptions of environment, smell of tarmac, heat blindness, etc. etc. Thank you.]
Bad luck with books. Have started three, none has passed the 50-page test. Went surfing for fanfic, and that was even worse.
Please, please, please - if you must write fan fiction, acquaint yourself with Mr. Apostrophe and his exact functions. He is not the punctuational equivalent of a shim, to be stuffed in at random in order to make your doorframe fit better or your table stop wobbling. He has a job. He likes to do it properly. Let him. Don't make me beat you to death with a half-brick.
Thank you.
Bad luck with books. Have started three, none has passed the 50-page test. Went surfing for fanfic, and that was even worse.
Please, please, please - if you must write fan fiction, acquaint yourself with Mr. Apostrophe and his exact functions. He is not the punctuational equivalent of a shim, to be stuffed in at random in order to make your doorframe fit better or your table stop wobbling. He has a job. He likes to do it properly. Let him. Don't make me beat you to death with a half-brick.
Thank you.
