I've started a new job that gives me lots of free time at nights. I've been using it to write. I'm hoping this means I'll be around a little more, and maybe even put out some new content.
So I've been looking to get back into writing things for a while now. Going to Bronycon and meeting all of the artists I grew up around really kind of put a spur to my sides, and honestly, I'm wanting to write again; I mean write, not just roleplay excessively with internet buddies. Coincidentally, I've also been put into a rather interesting situation in which I find myself in a place of
So, Size Finally Matters finally dropped out of the featured box, after almost three days in the spotlight, and while it never hit the number one slot, I am still absolutely ecstatic to have gotten so much recognition for it, especially considering that the story contained my own original characters. First off, I would like to greatly thank
Stop dropping hints, Sorren. I know you've wanted me to get a sex change operation for a while now. But forget it! I'm just not going to be your girlfriend. Sorry.
All the good jokes are already taken. I should have come here earlier (read:?) Something is always good? Nope, no jokes there. Maybe next blog I'll send an innuendo. Or maybe I'll edit one in after the two years sink in. Edit: going to stalk your page and stories for errors because I can. No innuendo, just weird/creepy.
No life nerd
Stop dropping hints, Sorren. I know you've wanted me to get a sex change operation for a while now. But forget it! I'm just not going to be your girlfriend. Sorry.
Seriously though, congratulations on two years!
You need a hug for supporting me.
Hug.
And boyfriend. Either gender is good!
Who needs a girlfriend when you can have one of these?
Sure to fill that gap in your social life with great and powerful affection!
Congratulations on two years' worth of horse words!
1734947 shhhhhh
1734966 Ohhhh, I see that you did thar.
1735135 I'd be okay with that.
I'm coming up on the two year mark in April.
Gee, I started on this site when I was twelve. Feels weird, man.
All the good jokes are already taken. I should have come here earlier (read:?)
Something is always good? Nope, no jokes there. Maybe next blog I'll send an innuendo. Or maybe I'll edit one in after the two years sink in.
Edit: going to stalk your page and stories for errors because I can. No innuendo, just weird/creepy.
It'll be my two years in a few weeks.
My two years is in July this year.
I wouldn't mind having a girlfriend either, though if I did I'll probably end up losing her.