FicWad

So, I've been what I like to call "sick with the ick" for a week now. I totally feel like crap, and I'm just cruising on FicWad, and I see this story for the bajillinth time. And I think to myself. 'Hmmm. What the heck, EL. If it sucks, then you can say at least you wasted time that needed to be wasted.' I'm also too sick to be upset, so there ya go. So I did some clicking, a little clicker-roo, and began reading. After the first or second chapter I was like Dr. Cox (google it if you don't know) on a good day. So I was like (in Irish accent) "It's goin' to be a grrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeat day!"

You wanna know why? Because I liked it. The funny parts made me smile, and I just pushed through the sad parts so I could get to the funny parts and smile again. I may have said 'awww' a couple of times, but you'd have to read it back to me.

So, yes, I am happy. This story can go on through life with a purpose knowing it made ME happy. That's all that matter. mmmmKay.

Although, we can't be too sure. Cause I did watch some Cobrrrrah vids on YouTube that were fantastic. So, if that's the case and it wasn't really the story, you can all ways say to it and your self "so you fell short, but you did remind EL that she should watch some Cobrrrrah Fantasums. That counts for something."

Now, after all that I STILL feel like I haven't said all I needed to say, but I feel that that may be all I need to say (readmyshit). So, I'll just go lie in bed and hope for more of this story, and maybe more from you. But then you don't know. What if you're like, a one hit wonder? Or, what if you can only write Cobrrrah oriented stories (that wouldn't suck)? Then I would be disappointed. Think about that. It could happen. Always think before you end stuff, m'dear.

Until next time (and there WILL be a next time. And you better be glad too, cause I am a perfect ray of sunshine and I bring happiness to all I touch) this is the EL. Not El. But E. L. As in Eveie. and Liar. Okay? Alright.