As seen on a comment at Fandom Secrets:

"I think I can write better stories than Capcom" is kind of like saying "I think I can run faster than a one legged dog".

Sorry, but I LOLed for reals.

Holy crap, my dream was crazy awesome, strange, and yeah. Though, slightly irritated in that I rarely ever dream about anime characters and this one involves someone from an anime I've never even seen! Anyway. . .

The world is very different. Takes place sometime in the future.

So it starts out with me at this gas station. Getting gas for this vehicle I am driving. I head into the gas station to try and buy a bottle of water. As I am paying for it, I see this guy come in side. Shady looking character, has a mustache, but seems fine. He tries talking to me some and asks if I will help him with something. I agree and tell him I will wait outside for him. He nods.

I go outside and I am waiting at this little grassy area. I see another car pull up and a similar looking guy gets out of the car, heads inside, and I can see him talking to the guy I am waiting on. They point at me, nod at each other, then walk out together. I start to head over, but then they pull out these two hand guns and aim for me.

I take off running. They are shooting at me and following. I'm not scared, more of "Oh shit oh shit oh shit." type of feeling. I am heading down this long street, passing some people. I see a weird building up a head. Shaped funny, sharp edges, lots of windows, and there is a crying woman standing outside the main entrance. She has a round face, freckles, and round glasses. I get up to her, grab her by the arm, and say "Get inside!"

I head in through the first door and the strangest thing happens. The whole building lurches and it feels like it sunk into the ground several feet. The girl and I fall down and I look up. I can see inside to the lobby area of the building. Everywhere, the ceiling was coming down as if to press or crush us. But it is coming down in different sections at different speeds. ( Continue )

I took a nap and had a crazy dream.

I was in Ellensburg. In a brick building called the Community Visual Building and that was where I worked apparently. I was helping someone learn how to use our ad system at my current job. I was explaining it to her and she seemed to understand.

Then she was like, "Great. I'm going to schedule this one ad I got today."

Now, like, you organize ads into this file system. How I did it at my last job was: Location on the Website >> Advertiser >> Ad Size. How I do it at my current job is Advertiser >> Campaign >> Ad Size.

So she starts making some random folder that makes no sense, saying that the way of organizing ads currently makes no sense and that her way is better. She was trying to do it by Campaign >> Advertiser >> Ad Size.

I stop her and say "No, you're doing it wrong." and she starts arguing with me. I point out that if someone other than her needs to do something with that ad, they won't know where it is. I'm like, "If an AE comes to me and tells me to change Knudtsen's ROS ad, how am I going to know to check the folder marked "Purple Home Campaign?"

She's like "Oh, no that won't be a problem."

So we start arguing. I get really mad and grab her by the hairs on the back of her neck saying "Get out of my office." She says "No" and tries to get away. So I ripped out one of her earrings, put it in my own ear, and then tried pulling her away by the ear.

She whines and tries to fight me. So I let go.

Take out a Samurai sword.

And promptly cut off her head.

. . .

My birthday was nice. I worked. Nothing special there, except I got a nice handmade card from one coworker and another bought me some Japanese candy, ramune, and a ceramic soup bowl that says Ramen on it. Also there was some Swedish Jelly Babies candy. Which is um, special. Blackcurrant is yuck.

So I have to say, I am highly amused. The last few years I got flowers sent to my work on my birthday. There was even a year when it was from my coworkers. ♥ So, it was a little sad that this year I didn't get any at work.

But! I got something better. John hand-delivered a dozen roses to my apartment. ♥ They are a pink-purple kind of color. And his gift was a purple hello kitty shirt.

( Flowers )

Then there was lasagna, drinking, and dancing. ♥

6:31am! I am now a quarter of a century old!

So, I am obviously not finishing my one fanfic for myself. BUT~! I do have my ficlet completed. ♥

Title: One Question, One Answer
Fandom: Mobile Suit Gundam 00
Characters: Graham and Setsuna
Rating: G
Word Count: 454
Note: Story takes place during the ending of Season 2.

His situation was a cold and humiliating one being on board of the Ptolemaios II, or what Graham simply knew it to be, Celestial Being's transport ship. The room he kept to himself in was sterile and empty. Walls appeared padded, but as Graham discovered leaning up against it as he sat on the floor, it was still quite hard and even somewhat uncomfortable.

( It was Billy he had to thank for this, thank for bringing him here and he wondered how long it would be until his friend would return with the good news of their departure. )

Your result for Roleplayer Test!...

The Soap Opera Star

Plotful, Character-Oriented, Sexual

Take Roleplayer Test! at HelloQuizzy

However, of all roleplayers, you're likely to be the ones most emotionally attached to your character and to fall in RP-love with the players of your ships.

However, of all roleplayers, you're likely to be the ones most emotionally attached to your character and to fall in RP-love with the players of your ships.

Pffffft AH HA HA HA HA HA. *Cough* HA HA HA HA HA.

Oh MAN. That. Isn't going to happen ever. Also. If I were to develop a crush on someone that I RP with, it isn't going to be because of our RPing and/or shipping. . .it's going to be because of the player's actual personality and life outside of RPing. Ha ha ha.

Though, being emotionally attached? Dear god, yes so true. I've cried many times when my character is also crying. ( And in some cases when they aren't. )

Today has been kind of suck. I am really easily irritated right now. I blame mother nature for that. But, I am not getting irritated over nothing. People. Argh. Some people are just so incredibly frustrating.

Why the fuck are some people so lazy when using the internet? Is it REALLY that difficult to use a drop down menu. Really? DROP DOWN MENUS ARE EVERYWHERE! THEY ARE IN YOUR WORD PROCESSOR. GOD.

I bought something on ebay this morning that I, ah, probably shouldn't have? Ha ha ha. Damnit. I had been watching it for the last 22 days. Today was the last day and no one bought it so I did. I'm not saying what it is until I get it.

My ficlet is almost a page long which is totally not what I was going for. Hopefully I can finish tonight and hopefully it isn't stupid. I really just mainly like the end to it.

I am really hoping for my birthday I get a scanner. That's what I am asking my parents for. God, I miss not having one. DAMN YOU WINDOWS VISTA.

Also. Serious Business ( Humorous Video about Flame Wars. )

MY WORK! And AP. And Newsvine.

( I SHIP IT )

THAT IS ALL.