I'm sick.

So, I'm pretty sick. Not going to make that deadline of finishing I Thought She Knew before the end of the month. Might need a few extra days. Might be in podcast, depends on how much my body hates me by then. Don't expect much story unless I get more feverish and write new Living With Twilight Sparkle is Weird.
And for those waiting on the end of PNO, believe me, I'm working on it. It's just hard to edit when you can't think or see straight. You know I don't encourage that method of editing.

Be well, fuckers.

-Pencil

EDIT: Aaaaaand then I went and wrote 1000 words of nonsense. so much for that! I guess I'll post it later today because why not.

Comments

[Reykan]

You bastard, I bet it was you that made me sick

[Flammenwerfer]

Peace and wellness be upon you my child

[anonpencil]

...I just went back on my word and wrote something.
Welp.

[Damien Darkside]

I would tell you to see a doctor like I do to my friends but I remembered you are American.

[Mandroid]

STD confirmed.

[anonpencil]

4231903
The only std I need is your love, baby.

[fluffyunicorns]

get some sleep and eat some healthy food, you will feel much better

[Mandroid]

4231907
Now now.
Moose will get jealous.

[anonpencil]

4232183
If my mouth could turn inside out from cringing...I think I would have just done that.

[Mandroid]

4232441
Heheh.
Heheh.
Heh.