Welp. I Eat My Words. Also, my dog is not very helpful...

You remember what I said last blog about Madam Fate.
Y'know the characterized interpretation of how everything I say or plan turns out to be examples of Murphy's Law?
(Anything that could go wrong, will go wrong.)
Well I called her a bitch last blog, and boy did she not like that.
In simple terms:
The One-Shot is going to be delayed again.

I know what one of you might be thinking:
"What an asshat, he just delayed that last time!"

And yeah. I did.
But last time wasn't for any other reason other than school and the fact that I'm lazy when it comes to deadlines.

Anyway, the reason I'm delaying this is because my pitbull fell down the stairs.
Now, she's not the smartest dog, and I love her regardless of any stupid thing she does to annoy me,
but bare with me.
She lost two of her claws somewhere (I'm yet to find them) and one of her back legs is in a bag sort.
We might have to take her to a vet.
This whole event has caused a rapture in my already late writing of the story.

Now.
For those without a heart and just care about when this story is finally going to be finished (If one of you even exist).
Then I should get it finally finished and posted at some point in the first week of November.

I swear, this is type of shit I have to deal with. My dogs gotta be like: "Oh having trouble with a deadline? Well fuck you owner!"

Anyway bye,
Annoyed Neck Noms
(Get it? I'm a vampire this month, who's dog just decided to leap down the stairs)

Comments

[Sir Kuljurk]