Well, my futile attempts at writing a good romance story are over. With me being me, I wasn't able to stick to focusing on developing Octavia and Vinyl's relationship. I had to add to much 'awesomeness' to it.

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So. How was all of your's Thanksgiving? Did you eat alot of turkey, or toferky if your vegan? Did you see your family?

Well, I honestly don't care. Why the hell would I post a blog just to ask about you?

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So, for those of you who have been reading my story, I just threw a rather unfitting chapter in. It doesn't really fit in with the whole drama tone of the other chapters, being more sci-fi then anything. So, you're probably thinking 'You have some genius master plan in your head, don't you lonepone?'. Yes I do! I've been wanting to do a Dr. Who fanfic for a while, and I started making the main character. I didnt want to use the doctor since when I write the doctor, he becomes to much of a good

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Well, I got a semi-replacement iPod. My friend got a third gen iPod, and needed me to set it up. I take it home, get it working, and use it myself. Only problem is that it's running iOS 4.0, and I need at least iOS 6.0 because I use google drive. It's jailbroken, so I can't update. I am going to my friends tomorrow and fixing my iPod, so I should be picking up again soon.

Well, I finally got my ipod back. So, I should be returning to writing full time, right? WRONG! I changed my ipod password so my mom wouldn't get on it, but then I forgot it. I've used up all my chances to guess it correctly. Next time i get it wrong, my ipod is locked up for good and I gotta reset it. Its been months since I last backed it up, so I want to try and avoid backing it up. But, if I have to, I will this weekend. I might have written my passcode down at home, but then I'll have to

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So, for the last week I've been writing the story "death of a friend". Yesterday, I logged on to my email to find that a good friend and a prereader had commited suicide. He emailed me partly for help and partly to say goodbye. When I got the message, he had already done it. I was just over an hour to late to help him. The story is has been published in memory of him. The kinks in it haven't been wrinkled out, but I'm leaving that as his tribute.

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