Rants, Fangirling, And Things I Only Tell My BFFS

I Was Supposed To Be Doing Something Productive...

I have severe writer's block. I know what I need to write, I just don't know how to get it onto the page. That, and I forgot half the shit he said in the interview.

*Amelia* Well, you should've brought a tape recorder!

*Pipeline* She doesn't have one. Do you really expect someone like her in this day and age to have one? I don't.

*A* So what? She could've gotten that instead of the book she wastes half her time reading.

*P* That book is about someone who has what she's researching. It's relevant.

*A* ~sigh~ Fiiiiine, whatever. Don't come crying to me when she's having to graduate with Keegan and all the other stupid freshmen.

*Pipeline* ~balances weight on tail; legs raised to fight~ That's NOT gonna happen!

*A* Ha, right, 20% in English, 2.7% in Algebra. And she's somehow gonna pull a D out of her ass. Sure, that's totally how all this works. Might as well break that Anti-plagiarism pledge she was forced to take. Emphasis on the "forced".

*P* Since when did you get so salty? You're not the happy-go-lucky kitty I became roommates with. What happened to you? >:(

*A* She's been getting lower grades than she ever has in the history of ever. English used to be her favorite academic subject. She always did decent in History. Ok, fine, I admit, 6th grade was when she stopped giving a shit in math, but she could've at least tried.

*P* STOP IT! STOP THIS! LEAVE HER ALONE! IT'S NOT HER FAULT THAT EVERYTHING IS 10 TIMES HARDER THAN IT SHOULD BE! ~sobs~

*A* Great, now you're gonna go cry. Fine. I'm out. Reeses!

*R* (head perks up; chirps in a questioning tone)

*A* Go comfort the 'roo. She's in one of her fits about our human again.

*R* (flies over to Pipeline, wraps her arms around the crying 'roo)

Oh... okay. So I guess that just happened... Oops.