I hate hormonally manufactured depression

[KillerMuffin]

None of the stuff I'm writing is coming out worth a damn. What's the frigging point of having a low if you can't use it? Oh my fucking gawd this sucks. I was counting on having a good write out of this one, too.

Just work my little fingers to the bone pouring out my heart and my soul and hopefully taking the reader through the wringer with me.

You people are weird, cause that shit sells like hell.

 

[Sillyman]

Ummm, sorry to hear that?

 

[KillerMuffin]

Marxist is a fucktard.


I'm still pissed off at him over that.

 

[Sillyman]

I don't want to complain here KM, but this is punishing a guy for being to tired to know what the hell you are talking about.

Did Marxist do something?

 

[sunstruck]

Marxist is a fucktard.


I'm still pissed off at him over that.

I haven't even seen his smarmy ass in weeks. Is he around?

 

[KillerMuffin]

He told me that everything I'm feeling is manufactured by Eli Lilly's PR department so they can sell me Prozac under some smarmy name.

Marxist is probably bouncing off a buttplug. His head!



I've got a mad on right now.

 

[Sillyman]

Marxist recently acquired the Green Latern Ring and has been busy defending the universe from Sinistro.

 

[Lancecastor]

Maybe you're not low enough yet.

Can I be of any assistance?

Small flame war perhaps?

Sing NIN toons together on the phone like we used to?

 

[Sillyman]

He told me that everything I'm feeling is manufactured by Eli Lilly's PR department so they can sell me Prozac under some smarmy name.

Marxist is probably bouncing off a buttplug. His head!



I've got a mad on right now.

You did seem less like your sweet gentle self.

 

[KillerMuffin]

Give me five minutes, I'll be tearing up and blowing snot on your shirt.

I have enough hormones raging through my body to bring the Varsity high school football team to their knees in three seconds flat.

I'm a ball of quivering estrogen.

 

[Mischka]

None of the stuff I'm writing is coming out worth a damn.

A friend of mine wrote a paper while on massive pain killers (she has a pretty severe condition dealing with her digestive tract). She was convinced that it was the most brilliant prose to ever flow from her hands, and was seriously considering submitting it for print in a legal journal. Her roommate took one look, and told her to wait before she turned it in. After she fully recovered from the surgery and was off the pain killers, she looked at the paper again. She had consistently left out verbs from sentences.

So chin up, babe. At least you're still comprehensible.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I'm going to go call a friend and have a good cry now. I just noticed that while my desk is clean, I'm out of beef jerky.

I love you, Mischka. I really do.

 

[Cherry]

None of the stuff I'm writing is coming out worth a damn. What's the frigging point of having a low if you can't use it? Oh my fucking gawd this sucks. I was counting on having a good write out of this one, too.

I'm sure what you've written is very good, KM ... you ARE a fantastic writer.
It might look better when you're not so down on yourself later.
(don't trash it)

Hope you feel better soon.

 

[Lancecastor]

I have enough hormones raging through my body to bring the Varsity high school football team to their knees in three seconds flat.

If that gets reversed....will you post pics?



Lance

 

[Sillyman]

You just need a hug and some steroids.

 

[KillerMuffin]

The waters of hormonality are receding!

I feel much better now.

 

[Guest]

Women.