Listening to: Flesh Field - Hadean
Feeling: antsy
I'm sitting here racking my brain for something funny, and the only thing I can think of is a continuation of that weird pirate thing I did a while back. It's not coming to me. The inspiration has not hit me like the sledgehammer I'm used to.
I think I'm getting a brain tumor, that's why I can't think of anything, I think. That's also probably why I get my killer migrains and neckaches. It's not a tooomaah.
I need inspiration. Again, I shall ask you people to give me some ideas as to a story I should write.
Meow.
"Nice guys finish last."
--Unknown, but very true.
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