If you're strong, you can fly, you can reach the other side of the rainbow...

Well Sonic, much as I love ya, my health comes first. I better go to bed now. XDDDD;;;

Spent the day playing Sonic 1 + 2. *nod* Eggman creamed me with his walker on the second, but I made up for it beating the original "Sonic" itself, so all's good. ^^

Icon post tomorrow... that'll be my gift from me to you, blue buddy. ;D

Here's to a Happy 15th and the best of years to come~ :3333 'Cause I know you've come a long way and you'll live in our hearts forever~ ♥♥♥

Also Eggman? I think you'll particulary like a certain icon to serve with this vanilla cake I baked ya, and you're free to use on your journal if ya want. ^^ No, it's not that Vanilla, I'm afraid. XDDD;;;

I will let you down, I will make you hurt...

Maybe it's too much I've cried a little bit after reading Koji's response(s) to the note I sent her.

Going to have breakfast now. Whee.

Well Sonic & Eggman, Here We Go.

Yep... this is my (late) birthday gift for Sonic/Eggman Day. An Icon Post.

10variations Super Shadow icons: here.

Here's to hoping I don't hurt MORE people today.

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Well... nothing much happened today. Except for me being lethargic and depressed, and just to add another emo note, withering away. ;D But hey. Maybe on a plus side, I'd actually go to sleep at an earlier time tonight.

Was gonna write a Joke*Fic for shipwar, complete with netspeak and cliches, and I ended up digging a couple of old fics done by someone else that were deleted off the net long ago. So I basically reread them, and well... felt like writing shipfic for real. (Everything Sonadow, no surprise) Except I feel tired. Then this nasty stress comes back to me because of one fic that's had me blocked for years and dunno if I should just start the whole thing from scratch 'cause I'm worried it's forced or awful or contaminated and... yeah, all these little quiet "panic"s in my head.

In other words, I've got a letter from Pratt Institute. Has to be the first college application I've actually raised eyebrows and seem interested in. But yeah, you never know.

Ah ha ha, Mom and Dad fought again. It's one of these rare times I hate being right--again. I know the saying, "I'd rather be happy than right." Oftentimes, it feels like I want to be happy AND right.

But yeah. Maybe I should have my (again late) dinner to blot myself up a bit temporarily.