Hello everyone.
today, I regret to inform you that I am suffering from a little thing called wRiTeRs bLoCK. now, for those of you that don't know what that is, it's on the same stress-level-wavelength as watching Master Chef. specifically the parts of Master Chef where Gordon Ramsey is yelling at people and telling them to not-so-politely fuck off. that feeling of sadness and helplessness, and slight fear is what I am going through right now. I would very much like to blame my non-existent chapter production on the huge project that is about to be due for me, but in all truth, I kind of just bullshitted that whole thing anyway soooo... yeah. In conclusion, I am fully aware that I am a disappointment to mankind, and I too would like for me to get hit by a bus. preferably a large one.
But while I am being hit by a bus, it would b if y'all could head on over to my profile and take the very-exciting-that-really-isn't-that-exciting poll that is currently up, that would be great. In any case, it would certainly make me feel like less of an unflavored potato chip.
Thank you, and goodnight. (or morning, idk where y'all are from)
P.S. please PM me with any questions, concerns, or advice on where I should step into a busy street. thx.
