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11/9/05
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11/9/05 08:50 amMy historical clex fic... you know how I'm always whining that I lost my story somehow?
Well, I have my story, what pitiful bit there is of it. this time , I lost all my notes. But Mizz Roxy, you're saying, did you not bookmark the sites you used? Did you not save your notes because everyone pointed out to you--"behold that feature, use it?"
Shut up, I explain. so what does this mean? It means I have more work and less time. Ah well. AS Doris Day used to say, "Que--you're *what* now, Rock?"
I gotta go to work. *squinch-pout*
Well, I have my story, what pitiful bit there is of it. this time , I lost all my notes. But Mizz Roxy, you're saying, did you not bookmark the sites you used? Did you not save your notes because everyone pointed out to you--"behold that feature, use it?"
Shut up, I explain. so what does this mean? It means I have more work and less time. Ah well. AS Doris Day used to say, "Que--you're *what* now, Rock?"
I gotta go to work. *squinch-pout*
I rely on ya'll to guide me when I question myself...and my question to myself is--Self, should you join the Smallville RPS comm? You know when you first started reading Slash, you avoided RPS like the devil it is. Just the sight of their real names was enough to make your hair go gray...er. Okay, okay--white, Shut up. And now, Self, you disgusting old lady, you read it--hell you've even written it. *shakes head* You sicken me, I swan. And what was that horrible thing with Ghandi, for cryin' out loud...anyway...what do ya'll think?
What do you mean what was the question?
What do you mean what was the question?