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I wanna wriiiiite.
... But.
-Teamwork: Jiraiya won't speak to me. I can't pin down his voice. I know what needs to happen, I have the dialogue somewhat mapped out... but augh. Need to go back and make Naruto a bit less uninterested in the little details of The Plan or else they can't have that conversation at all.
-Sakura's prequel thing: ... boring. Can't get interested enough right now. Also *kicks Hiroshi in the shins* Be more interesting, damn it, or else you'll never get to bang Sakura.
-Cyborgness: Would love to, but ... AUGH NEED TO FIGURE OUT PLOTNESS FIRST. Maybe I should figure out a definite plotline instead of going "oh hey this would be cool" and "what if I threw this backstory into contact with that chain of events" at random intervals. ...but I kinda like it like that... T_T
-rants: I'm overdue for a nice long fanfic rant/essay/ramblething, I think. Alas! What should I rant about. Hrrm.
In other news, the 666th reviewer apologized for being a bitch. Alas, since she apologized in a way that makes it sound like she knew about the fic's existence, and presumably how big it actually was beforehand and it was still not her fault anyway, because she'd had a stressful day and *babbles details about her personal life which I don't care about* and I should forgive her because it totally wasn't her fault she was a total cunt, I am not too inclined to actually forgive. Hnnn.
Also, my mouse is dying and has taken to freezing, or randomly closing or resizing windows. This is aggravating. EDIT: it's dead. Gnnnh. HATE. *keyboards through everything* T_T
Also, I still haven't figured out what to do with my shiny new LJ.
And Someone *suspicious stare at males of the family* ate all of the pear cake yesterday. It was a very yummy cake with whipped cream and pears and I love pears and I didn't get to taste it At All and I am very. Very. Displeased.
Therefore, I declare Today to be a Sulky day.
*sulks*
-Teamwork: Jiraiya won't speak to me. I can't pin down his voice. I know what needs to happen, I have the dialogue somewhat mapped out... but augh. Need to go back and make Naruto a bit less uninterested in the little details of The Plan or else they can't have that conversation at all.
-Sakura's prequel thing: ... boring. Can't get interested enough right now. Also *kicks Hiroshi in the shins* Be more interesting, damn it, or else you'll never get to bang Sakura.
-Cyborgness: Would love to, but ... AUGH NEED TO FIGURE OUT PLOTNESS FIRST. Maybe I should figure out a definite plotline instead of going "oh hey this would be cool" and "what if I threw this backstory into contact with that chain of events" at random intervals. ...but I kinda like it like that... T_T
-rants: I'm overdue for a nice long fanfic rant/essay/ramblething, I think. Alas! What should I rant about. Hrrm.
In other news, the 666th reviewer apologized for being a bitch. Alas, since she apologized in a way that makes it sound like she knew about the fic's existence, and presumably how big it actually was beforehand and it was still not her fault anyway, because she'd had a stressful day and *babbles details about her personal life which I don't care about* and I should forgive her because it totally wasn't her fault she was a total cunt, I am not too inclined to actually forgive. Hnnn.
Also, my mouse is dying and has taken to freezing, or randomly closing or resizing windows. This is aggravating. EDIT: it's dead. Gnnnh. HATE. *keyboards through everything* T_T
Also, I still haven't figured out what to do with my shiny new LJ.
And Someone *suspicious stare at males of the family* ate all of the pear cake yesterday. It was a very yummy cake with whipped cream and pears and I love pears and I didn't get to taste it At All and I am very. Very. Displeased.
Therefore, I declare Today to be a Sulky day.
*sulks*
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*puts cat on head and dances* um, well. if it makes you feel better, i had to be up at 5:30 am to do a makeup thing for school (theatre major GO!) and there was much idiocy and non-telling-me-wtf-is-going-on, and eventually i made it late enough to makeup one person. i was sad. and then i went home and slept.
but it still makes me sulky.