Some nihilist has clicked the 'dislike' button on Letters From an Irradiated Princess, sending it down to be ranked 523rd on the site. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Hubris, tragedy, etc. I suppose I am no longer best at pony.

(Still, I take entirely too much pleasure when my stories apparently are in the top 1% of fanfics on the site).

And now, time to go be productive on some other stuff! In theory.

Going to write the chapter, yay!

>Suddenly, illness.

Darn it. Okay, maybe when I get better.

>Suddenly, grandpa dies.

Uh... okay... maybe after the funeral.

>Suddenly, friend gets back from a few years being gone

. . .

One day, dear readers! One day!

I need rough drafts of my silly little changling ocs, becasue i need words on a paper to make a story in the first place.
[I have to many drafts!? Fri/15/Jan 9:18 PM]

Deleted Scene:

Maxwell shuddered at the memory of the time Uncle Ruckus ended up as part of a jury on one a very controversial case many years ago.

A man, a Purple colored man, had shot three alabaster colored women with a Winchester rifle from about fifty yards away. But what caused controversy was the fact that the shooter was blind. Tensions were high and no one could tell how the jury would declare the defendant.

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