Holy crap. Okay, so I had a birthday recently, I get to bump this shit up. I don't know why I didn't post this back then, but I was watching that episode several years ago and my mom heard that line and was all "What the hell are you watching?"
Damn, three year old birthday thread. I feel teh old, much like Faye will feel soon enough. What the hell was I doing three years ago? I moved into the devil house, still working at LJS, and going to school for the shit of it at the time. Oh, I had restarted my story at that time as well. It was the most amazing thing ever, because I had gone through several years of writer's brain fart. This story in particular been an ongoing project ever since I was six years old and I started getting a bunch of ideas all the sudden. Right now I have about three gigs worth of bits and pieces in Wordpad, four sketchbooks of designs, and three small notebooks full of various notes. (Because if I don't write something down, I've almost certainly lost it forever.) And I still like watching British stuff on PBS on Sunday nights when I can manage it.
Also, I choose to blame toe's disappearance from here on Doug.
