Let me tell you a story!

Once upon a time, in a land exactly like this one, there lived a fangirl who could actually finish stories. She's been missing for a while now. Maybe she's been locked in a tower (of homework and gloom), or poisoned by a witch, or cursed to sleep for 100 years (and doesn't that sound nice?). Whatever, the point here is that she's gone, and has been for a while, and as it turns out, I would like her back. If found, please return and all that jazz. I'm going to talk to the milk carton people about making getting a photo put up.

Um. And then no one made out. The end.

THAT IS A TERRIBLE STORY. I CAN'T FINISH ANYTHING. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?

I started a new story last night. Yes, another one. The name of this doc file--as I know some of you *cough* will be so very interested to learn--is "hairpullingyay."

( HAVE A PREVIEW OF WHAT I HAD ACTUALLY INTENDED TO BE A RIDICULOUS STORY )


So. That happened. Also, Simon Pegg is fanboying about Inception on Twitter and it makes me happy.