Well, We'll Be Seeking Volunteers To Rule Denmark Now.

Which has nothing to do with anything, just another MST3K quote.

Okay, I wrote! A little! Four paragraphs! GAH. Two were for the next Pendulum, which I'm stalled in partly because I'm having a hell of a time with the descriptions in a flashback. I did look up samurai clothing, but where I put the info? No idea. And the other is my next Zangeal smutty short, which Genesis has hijacked and made me start with him tormenting his therapist. Yes, to answer what you're all thinking. Amarissia does put psychiatrists in every story. I need them. I mean, the characters do.

In effort to prepare for Madness sequel (which Genesis also demands to start off), am replaying Dirge of Cerberus. It's fraying my nerves slightly less this time, which doesn't say much, especially since I now have to constantly check to see if I'm getting the memory capsules, and I think I already missed five or six, and GAH I suck at shooters. They make me go all scary-eyed and hiss at the TV. Which I did. Sephy, however, saw through my blatant attempt to Section 8 my way out of gameplay and would not take the controller, and is very twitchy on account of Valentine trying to nail his mother and all the Hojo sightings, etc. Zack refuses to play a game that has only guns, no swords, Genesis just had a manicure, and Cloud is too busy shrieking hellos at Vincent and searching for his new playmate from FFXIII. Um, found him yet, Mona?

Sooooo. Off to do some Japanese and wait for eBay seller to get back to me. I bought a laptop case, received binoculars. It'll be hell keeping them away from Genesis.

*hugs all*

GAHGAHGAH.

I surrender. I *BLEEP*ing surrender.

Anyone who knows Open Office well enough to tell me how to number the pages of an enormous document manually, I will offer you my first-born, never-going-to-happen child.

*slumps*