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Updated 07-25-2009

Telekinetic Kikuyu colobus monkeys are bad news bears, m'kay? It only gets worse if they're telepathic. Slash is icky, and so is incest and mpreg and brussel sprouts, but only brussel sprouts can be in the fanfic I read-- if it's the nemesis! Stuff on Toaster's primary hard-drive is a tad magnetized right now, but the tertiary slave's working just dandy. Things should be winding up here in a few days, thank Primus. Now, if only I can gaffle my backups from Plague, things should be fine... right? Right.

-_- Wrong. Had to dip into the emergency funds to cook up a new brain. Toaster's had his lobotomy reversed... Just in time for dear Harry's 28th birthday. Huzzah! Also, I'm getting an apartment soon, nice 'n swanky-- should be milling out all those poor, backlogged reviews any day now... and I think I just might have an honest-to-zombie-Jesus fanfic on the boil... ._. (Hold me.)

Even more wrong: life ate me hardcore, in the bad way. I'm just going to ignore all my problems, aside from the monkeys (only if they get in, mind) and problems with Death-Ray-- my new, new computer. My paternal unit bought me a shiny (see! It glints heroically in the moonlight!) Dell, and she's awesome. So was Toaster, but... he's dead. Life must go on. And so must reviewing fics. There's so many excellently written Harry Potter stories out there. Also, Bleach. I've seen maybe a fourth of the series, but I know that someone needs to write an updated X-Files/Bleach/possibly Danny Phantom crossover, updated because X-Files is old. Oldish. :P I also need to review some Alex Rider and Samurai Champloo stories.

But eh.

Talk to me!-- nixie_s_pheonixAThotmail.com (and yes I know it's spelled wrong. I blame thirteen-year-old me.)