No. Haven't seen marq for a bit.
Hey, bronies. Had to work early on my second job. What's up?
"You must think you're God."
"No. HE thinks he's me."
We're giving each other motivational speeches apparently.
How do you guys write fics? I've tried, but there's a mental block of sorts for me. I've heard your first is always the hardest.
Roses are red, violets are blue.
I'm sorry to say, you've been eaten by a Grue.
Despite watching TTGL, I don't feel like giving out any motivational speech, curiously enough.
With red flame of my heart and the blue vision for future, I shall paint tomorrow's sky.
Consciences are terrible for inspiration. It's always "Bleh, you can't throw him under a bus for a promotion" this and "Weh, those orphans never did anything to you" that.
It really puts a damper on my homicidal rages.
So, I worked the math the other day, and I found out that when I start up school again, I'm going to be a hundred dollars in the red every month even if I somehow manage to achieve maximum financial efficiency. My roommate announced yesterday that he's moving out at the end of the month, which means I'm going to have to start carrying the utilities bill on my own. My landlord suddenly decided that everyone has to get renter's insurance or else she's raising rent. I really want to move out myself, but I can't afford to make a deposit anywhere else. And I still can't find a fucking job.
What happened to your old one? Or is it not enough?
With red flame of my heart and the blue vision for future, I shall paint tomorrow's sky.
It's not enough. I make about three hundred dollars a month, give or take, and my bills are going to go up to somewhere between three fifty and four hundred once the semester starts.
Oh, I see. That's going to be rough, huh? That is, if it wasn't already.
With red flame of my heart and the blue vision for future, I shall paint tomorrow's sky.
Right now, running out of toothpaste is a financial crisis for me. I'm probably going to have to drop out of school. And at this point in my life... well, this is pretty much my last chance for education.
I'm sorry you have to go through all that. Here's hoping you can land a job someplace.
sorry to hear that cdrw. I hope something comes up.
I kinda like seeing Fluttershy suffer.
With red flame of my heart and the blue vision for future, I shall paint tomorrow's sky.
Well, she wouldn't be nearly as endearing if she was a confident, well-spoken pegasus. It's her vulnerability which makes her cute. Still, I've seen people take it way too far in the other direction and make her into a nervous wreck who can't even trot out her door.
Roses are red, violets are blue.
I'm sorry to say, you've been eaten by a Grue.
Come now! I kinda don't like seeing the 'shy suffer! What did she ever do to you? -dons helmet-
It's a Demonic Lighthouse Slide! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I beg of you, Durza, make it so.
-Azreal
I don't have any endearance towards Fluttershy anymore. I don't dislike her, good heavens no, but just apathetic.
Then again, I am not nearly as enthusiastic about the show as I once was.
With red flame of my heart and the blue vision for future, I shall paint tomorrow's sky.
Were you ever that enthusiastic about the show?
Sorry about that btw, CDRW.
I haven't seen the sun in a while.
Not enough wisemen like this guy.
That's my dream. It's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor … and surviving.