So I seem to keep forgetting that I have an LJ....not smooth.
Anyway, I'll try to be a bit better when it comes to updating this baby, though I can't make any concrete promises.

Updates in my life:

1. I'm back at college. I've been hanging out around the Pride Office and such, making friends with the new freshmen and making a real gender-fuck mess of myself. :D I forgot how incredibly awesome here can be, honestly, and I'm making up for my lost time. A notable ill point, however, is that I have class EVERY DAY at 8AM, which necessitates a 6AM wakeup call. The good point to this is that I can watch TF:A every morning. The bad point is, well, IT'S 6 A-FRAGGING-M.
2. I'm sick. Again. I have this weird compilation of fall allergies, a cold, construction work aggravation, smoking complications, and general respiratory FAIL. So I'm so doped on cold meds, allergy meds, and tea therapy that I can hardly think straight, let along keep my eyes open. However, it's done wonders for my appetite and I'm eating the bad food a bit less than usual. The hacking cough and mucous everywhere though I could deal without. :P
3. Ever heard of duct tape drag? Because I'm doing it. Tune in October 2nd to my Facebook page (or rather, my andrag personality's page) and my LJ for updates, photos, perhaps even vids. I'm really excited and I can't wait to humiliate my ass on stage! X3
4. I don't have a job yet, but I'm looking. Despite what accusations are levied at me, I DO actually take time to look and follow up! >.<
5. I've been getting into City of Heroes pretty heavily. Well, I would be anyway, if my damn computer would WORK THE PROGRAM RIGHT. I'm waiting for it to finish downloading as I type and I have to use my friend's Steam account for it, but whatevskis. I also have my World of Warcraft fix going on again. :D Yeeeeeeah I'm a geek. ^_^o
6. Matt introduced me to this really cute girl. No names, no implications, darlings, but she's really interesting and I talk to her almost daily now. :3

Other than that, it's basically been a standard summer and standard life.
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HA.

Tonight, I discovered that blood can indeed be used as a highlighting device.

And in a mostly related topic change, does anyone else realized HOW FRAGGIN' HARD it is to finish your Opus?!

Okay so I know that this story isn't REALLY my Opus, because if I peaked at age eighteen, I am in some deep shit, compadre. However, it's the best piece of slag I've done yet and is nearly the first thing over ten pages I will have actually completed. *knocks on wood* And ya know what?
It.
Is.
A.
Pain.
In.
The.
Ass.
I love the story, I've bled for it (literally), and I love the reactions it's gotten so far. HOWEVER! It doesn't want to translate from my brain images into actual words and it's been driving me up a bleeding wall.
Thank Primus that Bex and Tina are patient enough to not hunt me down and skin me for real, though Bex has been lighting a considerable bonfire under my ass to prompt me to finish. >.>
Of course, she has some special interest in this since it's the, what, third work of mine she's already laid claim to for film adaptation. Naturally, Madame Director would want her script inspiration finished before she gets wrinkled and gray.

For the record, it will be posted on FictionPress with the other story NO ONE HAS REVIEWED and snippets will be posted here as teasers. That way, you will be FORCED to go to FictionPress and review the damn thing. *twitch*

I swear, if anyone alerts me out of unconsciousness tomorrow before the hour of one or two, I will ream you a new one so hard, it'll pop our your mouth and TAP DANCE.
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You have all been warned.

Remember those links I put up two posts back? The ones about my Fictionpress.com and Fanfiction.net pages?

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For all that is holy, someone BITE! ;_;

If anyone can go here and read, review, anything? That would be fantastic.

I really want critique and I really want this stuff to reach some kind of an audience. ._. Please? Pretty please?

I could survive for 1 minute, 6 seconds chained to a bunk bed with a velociraptor

I....I'm amazed at myself. o_o

Got back from the mall and hour ago. With 7 shirts. TRANSFORMER SHIRTS. =DD

Well folks, a good portion of you (heh, since only about two of you read LJ regularly anyway, it's 50 percent!!) have bugged me at least ONCE for updates on stuff I have written/started writing/nearly finished writing.
Here's mah response!

I got nothing. ^_^

No, no I kid. (Bex, sit down and breathe before you blow you own head off.)

I am currently in the middle of finishing a currently nameless story involving a certain doctor named Nathaniel. I estimate completion of this sometime within the next week or week and a half. Seriously folks, it's almost done! :D
Also, I've started novelizing some parts of D&D that I find obscenely humorous/complelling/for the fuck of it. Antics ensue!
On top of this, I'm shooting myself with adrenaline for my fanfics. I've posted a TF: G1 fic called "Lovebugs" recently and I'm working as best as I can on other updates for "101 Ways" and "Point and Match".

You can find my original pieces as they are completed here:
PrinceOfGafs
And my fanfiction work here:
Darkest-Doctor

Don't be a stranger guys! Come read my crap and drop me some reviews, okay? I like to hear from people about what I'm doing right/wrong/neutral/lobster.
:3 I'm not dead. Merely sleepy.

AND I REAPPEAR FOR A STUPID INPUT GENERATOR WHEEEEE!!

If you attend Buffalo State College, you are already acutely aware of the fact that we have firedrills out the bleeding wazoo. Well, here it is!

Today, we actually had a fire!!

Details are forthcoming, but there was water from a hose (we saw it leave) coming from Room 313's window and now they're draining water from what we think is a main break from the fourth floor. IT's cold and windy but holy jesus I'm glad this happened! XD

So, chances are that you guys will get phone calls... >_> And I'll edit here when I get the chance. :3

Edit:
Okay, so here's what happened!!
313 had a minor fire, as far as we can tell. Hence the soakage of the room and all that. However, the main damage was on my floor. Some jackoff fiddled with the hose we have at the end of the north hall, effectively turning it into the "on" position with the cap in place. So, when 313 sets off the alarm, the water in the building all rushes to these internal hose systems. Cap goes flying off the tampered one and take a wild fucking guess what happened then!
For those of you who said Noah's Ark Part Two, you're correct. Recall every active fire hose you've ever seen and then put them on the inside of a closed-off building void of sensible people. The entire north hall got flooded, with some extensions to the lobby and a little portion of the south hall. In addition to a trashed fourth, the third and second floors got pretty damn wet as well. These floors continue to have vaguely soaked carpets, a lot of pissy residents, sparking equipment, lacking electronics, and free laundry.
Also, there is a heady scent of pervading and impending mold. Fun fun.
As usual, an investigation will begin into the nature of the vandalism and insurance companies will be molested. I can't wait to find out whose fault it was that inflicted my floor with that moldy scent. >:3

So, I bet a good portion of you have heard of my gay roadtrip. For those of you who haven't, here's my advice: Go pick up a pair of gay men and spend the day with them. It. Is. Awesome.

Seriously. We spent a good portion of the time in a room with WOODGRAIN CEILING (only in Vermont, folks) riffing on Xena episodes. We also got lost on John's campus and attended a FABULOUS Chinese buffet. :3 Missed those.

However, there were two notable personal snags, outside of me being terribly horribly ill.

One: There's this ONE section of highway in New Hampshire right before the border where it crosses into a national park. Now, this wouldn't be such a big deal normally. However, the government so ordained that this road has a speed limit of 45 and one lane of traffic, an uncomfortable drop from the 65 limit prior. I'll admit this: I'm a highway speeder; we nearly reached 90 mph on our way up. I can't help it, the open road screams if I don't. Now, 45, still, wouldn't be much of a problem. I could make that road on 55, maybe 60 if I was lucid. However...we were stuck. In one lane traffic. Behind a propane truck. Here's a hint: those trucks do the speed limit. We were stuck for over 20 minutes behind a propane truck on a terrible sector of tarmac. I have never raged as much as I did on that road. However, it should be noted that the other two cars in front of me booked and switched lanes after the 45 mph zone ended. They KNEW I would run their Prius-driving asses down if need be.

Two: I'm apparently allergic to Aleve and Aleve-knockoffs. This has since been confirmed. On the morning of the trip, I ended up hurling in the porcelin god. I figured it was a bad toaster strudel coupled with nerves, so I wrote it off. However, when I was up at 3 AM that night, reacquainting myself with a perfectly good Chinese buffet after taking Aleve not 4 hours prior, it became fairly evident.

Also, for a moment of hilarity, contemplate this: a Zim fan driving and an equally crazy passenger see a sign that states, with a picture of a moose: "Brake for moose. It may save your life."
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Really? XD And so started the inevitable barrage of: "Brake for the moose!" and "DO NOT CHALLENGE THE MOOSE!!". Then we started making bets on which cars I could take down with my dad's car, which is apparently some kind of an SUV standard.

I was rewarded by this trip with maple syrup, a further understanding of my body's allergies, and delicious Chinese foods. :D Hooray for trips!
Seriously, everyone, go and get a car and do this.

Well, miracle of all miracles. I have an internet connection in Organic Chemistry.

So! While listening to a lecture of cyclohexane bonding and ring flips (whatever the hell THOSE are), I have decided to surf the nets. Let me inform you all of my glory!

I have all my email sorted correctly.
I am catching up on a fanfic that I adore oh-so-much. :3
Posting in LiveJournal.
Taking down a few notes in the Powerpoint.
Wondering when it will become 4:15.
Trying to figure out if I have a Criminal Justice test or not.
Suffering from the mother of all sleep-deprived-Amp-ulcer-nictotine-lusting headaches.

And a funny thing happened in the dorms the other day!
I slept until 6:30. PM.
Know what that means?
It means that I didn't get to sleep until 6:30 AM THIS MORNING.
So I ate dinner last night around 7 and then stayed up until 1 playing Kingdom Hearts II with Chris the Asian. After he left, I retreated to my Fortress O' Solitude and played Psychonauts until 6. Fucking awesome game.
Overall, I got around 3 hours of sleep, including the stolen hour from skipping Psychology 101 to sleep longer. If you were to cut me right now, I'd bleed coffee and Amp.

Why do I even need to know any of this crap about cyclohexane? I'm pretty sure I don't need to know about gauche confirmations when I'm testing some stiff's blood for a cocktail of coke, crack, and cake.

Anyone else notice that NO ONE like Organic Chemistry? Hell, even my advisor hates it!
I think the INSTRUCTOR hates it. No one can be so monotone while liking their work!!

Oh god and we're adding MORE substituents!! When will it end!?

(clever music notation, isn't it? :3)