Brand New Profile! Like anyone read the First One! And like anyone gives a shit! OH-KAY!

10-31-06: I've got a FANARTIST!!! I am so stoked! I can't believe it but BEA87 has decided of her own volition to make fanart of my fic New Bloodlines. I am officially in love. Okay, not really but still! Here's her site:

Check out her truely beautiful work and let her know how wonderful she is. You have a second reason for that, because I am susceptible to bribery. Because I am, I will be updating New Bloodlines out of schedule and sooner than expected. I've already got ten pages done. I know, I'm a bad, bad girl.

In other news, check out my deviantART site to see pics of my Shikamaru cosplay costume. I (and my infinitly patient mother) worked really hard on it and I'm moderatly proud of the job I (and my mother) did. Ja for now.

UPDATES 9-12-06

Soon to be updated: Since When Do Heeros Have A Sense of Humor?

Newly Updated: For Love Of My Brother

Newly posted: The Word 'Traitor' WARNING: Ita/Shika YAOI!

On Hiatus pending inseration and/or love: Byakko no Shounin

Available on MediaMiner and deviantART: War and Slavery-

We now return you to your regularly scheduled profile.

First off, I am a very busy college student who has to take a minimum of 12 units if I want to be on my parents' health insurance. Bad news is, that runs out when I turn 25, and I'm 22 until August. SO, I'm working my butt off (mostly) to get good grades so I can transfer to a college that grants basic health care to all enrolled (or somethin' like that). Also, since my wonderful parents (I'm saying that honestly Believe-it-or-not) only have so much money to throw around, I have a job so that I can pay some of my own bills, such as gas, car insurance, basic school expenses, that sort of thing. Further More, I founded a club a few years back and, until recently, was the Prez and only officer. Due to stress levels, I kinda sorta pitched mega-fit and got people to be more involved, but I only got down-graded to super-active VP. There's another chunk of my time gone.

Why am I telling you all this? That's to explain why fics only get updated once a month if you're lucky. I love the fact that all of you who have reviewed me love my fics so much. Honestly, if I'm in need of an ego-boost, I just read my reviews and I'm on Cloud 9. But I'm only human, and I only have so many hours in a day. I do promise this however, all fics will get equal attention; once I update one fic, I'll go and work on the next and won't get back to fic 1 until 2, 3, and 4 have been gotten to. Also, I'm constantly working on them in one fashion or another. What I mean by that is, my imagination doesn't have an off switch (trust me I've looked) so I'll be working on the story lines mentally at the very least.

To everyone who has reviewed (since the list is way too long now) I LOVE YOU ALL!

'Nother note; I don't have a beta reader. I'm my own beta reader, and I can't catch everything 'though Gods know I try. I occasionally go through my fics and try and catch my mistakes and then update the edited chapters. So if you see some glaring error, don't hesitate to E-MAIL me about it. I'll go back and fix it.

And on the subject of email, if you want to be included in my Pocket Bish fic, E-MAIL me your profiles. That way we don't clog the review lists, sound good?

My address is: armina (under score) skitty (at) dbzmail (dot) com Drop me a line.

Random thought: My two month old fic, "For Love of My Brother", has more reviews than my eleven month old fic, "Since When Do Heeros Have a Sense of Humor?" What. The. Fuck. Did I hit a major fandom or something?

Current Favorite Quotes: (it's from my own fic "Since When Do Heeros Have A Sense of Humor?", but it's still hilarious)

“Virg,” ‘Mina said patiently, “one yen in this world is equivalent to $20 dollars in the Old World. I am not lending you $2,000 dollars.”

“But I’d pay you back! You know I’m good for that!” Virgil cried out.

“I have Bish to feed. You have Bish to feed. I am not lending you money so that you can buy a tank.”

New Quote, my Political Science teacher:

"Aroma Therapy, crap! Just smell your money!"

Ja Ne Y'All!