Wednesday, August 30, 2006

I am not dead

First, I'd like to apologize for jumping in, causing a ripple and them sinking like a stone. I was suppossed to skip, you see. What I mean by this of course, is thank you, everyone for coming to visit me - some of you, even after my shiny new-ness had worn thin. I've been meaning to post, but I've been feeling really off kilter of late, and I couldn't seem to find the energy to sign on. Suffice to say, while the time between my last post and this one has been neither all pleasant, nor compulsively tragic, I've not abandoned the net all together. And have been, for lack of a better term, techincally stalking. That is to say, I've been hitting up your journals, reading your posts, viewing your contributions, but slipping away without a gesture of common courtesy. And for this I also apologize. This post is rather bogged down, considering my current track - of what two? But nevertheless, what say we brighten it a bit, yes? I promised you all a few things, come this next post. Thus I will now attempt to keep to my word. First thing! A Kakashi Dave story! We all work very hard at our little B&N, despite the constant harrassment of the public, and what they might feel to be the contrary. The matinence guys try to keep up with the demands of the store's 'customers' just as diligently as the Booksellers. And yet, people will always find something to complain about. So, the other day, we're at the info desk and a woman comes over. "Excuse me," she says, "I'd like to speak to a manager. The bathroom is just disgusting." Now, mind, Dave is standing right there. She proceeds to go into this long ramble about how it's never clean in the bathroom, and how we disgrace the good ole' B&N name. So when she's done, she huffs and starts to walk off. When she gets to the escalator she turns around and says, "You tell the manager it's awful in there - he really should do something." Dave gives her something akin to a salute and replies, "I'll tell him." She nods just as the overhead goes off, "M.O.D. to Cashwrap please. M.O.D. to cash." Dave sighs and goes over to the escalator and the lady stares at him with these wide eyes. "You're the manager?" she says. Dave smiled and replied, "Only downstairs." *snort* The man's a riot. (I feel like there should have been drums and a snare at the end of that.) Okay, now for the next thing. I promised you fanfiction, did I not? Well! I shall now link you to fanfiction. This was written a while ago, and wasn't originally intended to be a chaptered fic. Instead, I hacked off the ending and the jagged rip made people think it was a chaptered fic. The next thing I knew I was shrugging and going, "Eh...I could see that." And then this. I'm going to warn you beforehand though. This, while not particularly graphic, does have a mature rating for a reason. If you don't like seeing boy on boy action I honestly don't know why you're here don't read. Title: Throw it all away Author: Phoenix Angel Suyari Rating: NC-17 Pairing: Sasuke/Naruto, Naruto/Neji Summary: All I ever think about is the tiring time between. Archive: Just ask. Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. That honor belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. Why is there no new chapter? Funny you should mention that... The fact is, every time I go to sit and write it, something happens. Do you know how many times I've honestly been ambushed in the past two weeks?! I've just got to be sneakier! They can't haul me off if they can't catch me. Wahaha! And I think that concludes my promise to do list so far. Seriously, don't click that link if it'll get us all in trouble. It's a link for a reason. And to liven things up.... There's a prize for anyone who can find a fic I wrote about a young Queen and her trio of Guardian Knights. (You'll have to provide a link as proof.) Bonus points if you're familiar with the title. (The title the fic was fanficced for, not the fic's title.) ^~ Ta!

Comments (15)