Aiden

Writer's block.

Motherfucker.

And it's the worst kind, too. The 'I know exactly what I want to write and cannot bring myself to do it' sort.

Arghablarg

Feh, maybe I'll just shelve this one for a bit, it's been stumping me for a while.

Yeah, I dunno what's up right now.

I feel... sort of out of it? A little? I can't quite identify what it is, but I think maybe the closest thing is 'insecurity'.

Like I can't grasp what people actually are thinking or feeling at the moment, or if I'm doing something wrong while talking to them, even though nobody's expressed any sort of direct irritation or negativity towards me (or trying to talk to them -too much- and making them sick of me, I dunno). And it hasn't really ...

Kaleid Liner Prisma Ilya.

I really only have a few things to say about this.

MORE EINZBERN LOVE.

Miyu is adorable.

And Rin with jean shorts.

I think this may have been the first anime I ever watched that made me cry.

Damn you, Wolf's Rain.

It's been a while since I returned to my first love.

I blame the blasphemous abomination called Twilight for forcing me underground in it with my life off the internet; it's damn near impossible to avoid that reference, these days.

I once got smacked in the face by an irate fan of the series when I said the series was terrible. True story, happened during a town-wide yard sale. Only the age difference kept me from hitting the kid back; didn't want the trouble. (worse, it ...