Jobless bum gets her kicks from torturing fictional characters
I felt like cheering myself up by working on my NaNo. Surprisingly I feel more accomplished passing the 18, 000 word mark than I do when I study for tomorrow's exam.
Unfortunatly my impatience got the better of me as usual, and this depection of a nuclear blast could have been told a lot more eloquently. And yet, here we are.
( People turn to dust and eyeballs melt out of skulls. I feel like having a BYOBBBQ. )
Unfortunatly my impatience got the better of me as usual, and this depection of a nuclear blast could have been told a lot more eloquently. And yet, here we are.
( People turn to dust and eyeballs melt out of skulls. I feel like having a BYOBBBQ. )