So, a funny thing happened on the way to my local Wal-Mart the other day. I began contemplating my little self-insert tale and how big the scope actually became. I realized that I was only half-arsing the original, but upon rewriting it, I over-arsed it and it no longer felt like something to invest my time in. Add to that the fact that I had just turned my character into a dreamworld Mary Sue and that I had gotten bored and didn't really know where to go, and we wind up with the train wreck