Author Rants v1.4 You will find that there is never a point when you need one. That's how I feel about this rant. Pointless. But... it still means something to me. Oh brother, I sound totally messed up. heehee. WHATEVER AND EVER, AMEN Amen? What's up with that? *tosses the Amen out the window* WHATEVER AND EVER Doesn't sound as good, but I'll survive. I gotta get rid of all things associated with religion. It's just me. Religion is scary. Religion is not for this fic writer. This tired fic writer. What's the point to this rant? There isn't one, remember. I'm just bored stiff and I know _someone_ will read this. Even if it's just because I forced them too. So, yeah. The computer's getting boring and I wish Steph would get on AOL IM cause I wanna talk to her about the drawing she did for me. I suppose I _could_ call her, but that would make way too much sense. Plus I'm avoiding the phone right now. ^-^;; No reason. I'm listening to Serial Joe's newest CD as I type. Suppose you didn't really have to hear that, but I'm ranting dammit. Actually, I'm babbling endlessly. Let me find a topic to rant about. Well, I can't rant about what I want to rant about for the slim chance that the person in mind might wind up reading it. Let's just put it this way - someone has recently screwed my life up big time. I don't need the further complication that they have given me as if I didn't have enough on my mind already. Don't you just hate that. Everything's fine and dandy then one day... BOOM! something blows up in your face. Ah, Sailor Moon's on in 6 minutes. No, that's wrong. The clock on my computer is at least 4 minutes fast. So 10 minutes then. Good, I need to take a break from this computer. But you know I'll get right back on after I'm done watching it. See how much of a life I have? ^-^;; Right... where was I? Oh, yes, things blowing up in your face. Quite inconvinient if you ask me. Pain in my behind. Check it out. I didn't swear. We're making progress... Oh well, let me just blow off that wonderful little problem on my shoulder with a wonderful insult. What a spaz... (to quote the infinetly wise Shann). You know what else irks me? I have no idea what to do in the next chapter of The Beginning (7). I started it out, but my good friend writer's block has made a temporary stop in my mind. So I have a choice. Either continue on in a meandering mindless way, or force you to wait until I have inspiration. Oh, I wouldn't worry. At the rate I've been going you won't have to wait more than 3 days. ^-~ ;_; My computer is being mean to me. Whatever did I do to you, dear computer? I love you so... heh. Please work? Please be nice and let me on the internet so that I can slave away on my multiple web pages? Please? O.o;; Why you little...... My, look at the time! Sailor Moon will be on in about 2 minutes! I'd better wrap this pointless waste of your time (and mine) and go grab the computer before my brother brings home a hoard of teenage guys who want to play nintendo. See ya later! -e.b. I apologize for wasting your time! ^-^ Later: I saw this rather disturbing Barbie commercial while watching Sailor Moon. Generation Girls... or something. All these computer animated dancing dolls... AHHHHHHH! And then this 'Blaine' doll who's a DJ (ooh he's special) has this really obnoxious voice... gotta get the 'beats' right. hyuck hyuck. The toys that are corrupting today's youth. *sighs* What's next? I shouldn't have asked that question. Heh, Heart Attack Molly - remember that Shann? o.o; Comes complete with shocker things, stretcher and tombstone. but that's not all! call now and recieve a free coffin! there's a bonus - for an extra $9.99 we'll throw in a large breasted nurse for Molly's widower husband to fall madly in love with! Heh, you don't want to know. Why are dolls the only toys for girls? Or Barbie related items? Despite what toy companies say, they still market most toys for boys. Not that I care, I prefer the boys toys personally. But that's just me. No wonder girls act like they do today. Look at the toys they grew up with. Then look at me. I grew up with Ninja Turtles. Cowabunga dude! Or Barbie. Ninja Turtles. Eh, Sailor Moon dolls. Ha ha! Okay, now that I have bored you have to death on my views on children's toys, I'll finally let you go. ^-^ -e.b.