I actually would be rather glad that would happen. I mean, OW isn't active enough now to warrant having it's own section with a sub-forum. All the poetry would go into it's own sub-forum. OW would just become a sub-forum, and finally it would have it's own Writer's Lounge so those who don't venture into PFF&P aren't left to flounder because they have no place to ask their questions about their stories.
... I'm not sure how to go about making this happen. :(
While I'm here:
I know you said "hurricane", but I picture my car with the "Shoop-Da-Woop" face and a laser beam being fired from the engine, while the exhaust pipe is firing a rainbow.
That used to happen in my neighborhood, the cats all mating with one another, but then the coyotes came through. No more kitties! :D
Actually, it was:
Astinus: This French vanilla coffee creamer is delicious! *sips*
Astinus: >> *drinks whole thing*
~Two hours later~
Astinus: *is dead on bathroom floor*
Non-dairy creamer, on the other hand, is just plain nasty. One time I opened a container, and it was chunky. I was all like "ewwwww :<"
Well, now see, while I was driving today, I figured that there really wouldn't be much of a party going on, because you would get my gear shift in your neck. XD
Also, while driving today:
I nearly backed into a tree while backing out of my driveway
I nearly hit my father's car while pulling into my driveway
The moral of the story: Astinus's, and her Flying Awesome Focus's, mortal enemy are driveways.
I'm fine with everything else, but parking is a no-go. Which means that I really really hope you like walking, because I have to park where no one else parks in parking lots. XD And where there are no trees.
Highways though, which freak everyone else out when they're learning how to drive, make me go "WHEEE! :D" and I hop right on.
And growling over it whenever someone else wants to touch it.
And now I want to write a fic where Andy goes to the doctor. XD
Also, while writing a bit of an OSC fic, I imagined Angel following Andy around Battle School singing the song "Every Breath You Take", and just generally being creepy.
I have no idea what you had in mind, but I pictured you picking me up in your jaws and tossing me up so I could catch a trapeze.
I'm not sure what this says about my mind.
Angel: *bends over in front of Andy* Lie to me.
Andy: ...? :D
While other people try to act intelligent to be like Koushiro, I just wear yellow rubber gloves! (Egads, that's a close picture of my hands. XD)
Take that, wannabes!
I'm so glad no one did anything in the name of Daisuke. Otherwise, there goes my fic, since the majority of it is written from his point of view. There's only one main character that I'm supposed to feel like slapping, and she's written that way!
Here, have a pretty icon of Jyou.
Hilariously bad habit. I used to say "Number F." I'm a bizarre child.
My parents went to the library to look for a book, and while there, they looked through the free books that the library gives away. I hoped that they would do that, since I never turn down Card books, but I feared that they wouldn't grab them because I have a lot of Card books.
Fortunately, that wasn't the case, since I didn't receive any new books. Now I have four damn copies of SFtD, and no where to put them. I filled up my Card bookcase.
As for Point E, I'm seriously confused about what makes a term applied to a story any different from a term applied in a literary standpoint. Help! D:
I haven't been felt up in so long, I forgot what it's like! D=
Thumbs-up for serious gender issues!
I just thought it turned you on to see me dying.
Depending on the manager, the order of that might switch. Or, if it's two particular managers, they would dock my pay and then order the Gollum at my store to clean up the mess. And Gollum would be like "Okaaaaaaaaaaay, will doooooooooooooo."
Now since I have the day off today, I have scoured the internet, and found Baby-Sitters' Club snark, and people who claim that their children know what a Mary Sue is before they went to school.
