I'd make a joke about virtual skeeball, but it no longer makes sense

[soc_puppet]

...Right, okay, I'm fairly certain that recent events qualify my primary fandom for getting its wank cherry well and truly popped. (That time earlier didn't count; it was really just near wank, not really wank wank.) With any luck, that will be my only word on the subject.


Socchan's mood: Wheeeeeeeeeeeee--*crashBOOMcrunch*
Socchan: ...Okay, that was unexpected.


Dear brain:

Plz to not be giving me plunnies that you know I either will not write, or will write but will never post. That sort of thing doesn't get me comments, and you know that.

I am, however, quite pleased that you're finally shaping up with Communications, though why it took us so long to figure out that simple issue I shall never know.

Yours,
Me


I should probably go and see if I can alter my class schedule now, so I can maybe get that school bus driving job. And also find out if the post office really does have an "undelivered mail for _____" section, or if that's just a personal myth perpetuated by that one episode of The Simpsons.

Comments

[dagronrat.livejournal.com]

The trouble is some plunnies, especially ones inspired by nightmares *shudders*, demand to be shared, at least via talk of. *headesks* I'll note the method thoug. >D

♥

[soc_puppet]

Urk o_o I don't get many of those, though most of my plunnies want to be talked about because they love attention in any way, shape or form.

\♥/

[dagronrat.livejournal.com]

I sometimes hope talk of them will a)KILL them or b)spawn them via the hand of a different author, maybe one who won't be ashamed of it. >D

X♥DDD

[soc_puppet]

That rarely happens to me, except when I already know I'm not going to be the one writing them. And even then, I run the risk of becoming interested enough to claim them anyway.

:♥3