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Idiot Control Now
bees on pie, burning rubber tires
I'm at the point where any "writing" I do is just scribbling notes. I haven't actually written a proper sentence in weeks.

D tried to get me to focus more on the political plot. Dude, when I'm expressing frustration, I'm just looking to vent. I don't need you to suggest a whole new plot. I have a damn plot. I'm just having trouble making the words do what I want them to.

And while I'm whining, I hate this Apple POS my dad gave me. I can't even sign into the stupid LJ app without it telling me my ip address is banned. Whatever.

2 pathetic excuses or justify your existence
cal_reflector From: cal_reflector Date: July 18th, 2012 03:36 am (UTC) (Link)
Suppose we worked on each other's fics for a while...

Apple POS? As in perfectly operating system?
mellowcandle From: mellowcandle Date: July 18th, 2012 11:08 pm (UTC) (Link)
Piece of shit, obviously. I'm glad the storm stopped and the power stopped flickering so I could turn on a real computer.
2 pathetic excuses or justify your existence