Touch me. Touch me like you didn't touch me last night.

I want an army of readers.
I want you to tell all of your friends about my stuff.

But I want you to have a reason to.

*sigh*

The perils of doing shit in The Real World(tm): no regular Fuckbrain Comix schedule, no regular Sir Reginald stories, no flash fiction, no...

What's really odd to me is that a number of my Real World(tm) busy things have to do with writing, et al, whether it's more short non-fiction articles for Shonen Jump or two Sekrit Comix Projekts, both of which are so up in the air that I haven't even taken my hopes out of their drawer, let alone gotten them up.

I want so much.

I guess that sounds kinda egotistical, but I don't care because I'm so cool.

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Off to do some writing/reading/commenting on stuff for jimmahgee and spasmsproject that I promised them weeks ago...

“Many Americans have already chosen their candidate: the man who can be trusted to serve as commander in chief of the mightiest military; the man who can function under the fantastic pressure and scrutiny that will be applied to him; the man who can get the job done.

But is this man trustworthy enough to hold your legs during a keg stand?

"I think I would rather have Kerry hold my feet during a keg stand because, let's face it, you need... someone responsible to do something like that," Penn junior Patrick Carroll said.

"You wouldn't want to fall and chip your teeth on the keg or something, and I could just picture 'college-era' Bush seeing a hot girl across the room and dropping everything he was doing to go talk to her," the Kappa Alpha brother said.

"That's not the only reason I'm voting for Kerry, but it sure doesn't hurt," he added.”