Author has written 4 stories for Ranma.On the 4th of december in 1968 I got woken up from a nice, long nap in some unimportant hospital in Karlsruhe, downtown Germany. You don't know were that is? Lucky you.
Anyway, I never really recovered from that shock. It's kind of like I spend most of my life in a state not unlike those slow hours when you just got out of bed and communicate roughly like some primate from beyond the Ice-age. And no, coffee lost it's potence years ago, but thanks for asking.
So I shuffled through school and later on I shuffled through university. And found out what's the difference between those two. Universities can't stand shuffling. Oh, and I botched my algebra-papers. So much for my academics.
So I got me a real job and now I'm shuffling through a Corporation that deals in Communication-technologies. POTS, VOIP, HSCSD... abrevs anyone?
And what little I've got in terms of 'spare time' I spend with either drawing, writing fanfics (wouldn't have thought that, huh?) or neglecting my girlfriend. Sometimes all of those at once, though that messes with the results.
Yupp, I think this sums it up pretty nicely.
And now a word to whoever came this far.
Why the heck are you reading this stuff anyway?
Nobody with an interesting life is writing fiction.
Except for Hemingway,agreed.
So move on to the stories... NOW!