yeah, well sirrahthe you.

[whitereflection]

Can't decide if this is spam or poetry:

Subject line: Gone sirrahthe complaints I.

That you may well perceive.ByHath the count all this.
MineFor I by vow am so embodied.

We must awayOur wagon is.
I speak too threateningly.


*snaps* Or as Roast Beef would say, Ohhh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. (A day without an Achewood reference is like salmon without the cedar or alder plank smoke).

Rest of day: >( Yay for the pms anxiety kicking in, since I wasn't stressing or panicking enough yet. Headache's been coming back since Friday. And the more I edit the fic, the more I can't stand it--went from considering it ok yesterday to mediocre this morning to just plain bad by end of the workday. Need it to be the 9th so I don't have to look at it again, or I'm gonna outright hate it.

Comments

[mixmasta-tiki.livejournal.com]

Ah, that wonderful feeling of love and hate between an artist and their work. I hate that feeling. :|

[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

It drives me batty. :( I always am that way with anything I write--except for maybe some of my poetry's ok. And the last two fic bits I did I actually *liked* and will *go back and reread what the hell ._.*. So I got spoiled, and now it's back to normal I guess. ^^;