I have to laugh at myself a bit, wondering how far I've backslid where the last several mornings, I've been watching MLP:FiM in my undies eating cream of wheat. I'm 27, but I can't get away from it now, it's a sinister, evil, addicting thing. Rithy tried to get me away from it but no! I had to push buttons until my curiosity and a friendly nudge threw me into the darkest pits of self indulgence. I don't think there's any turning back now, much though it pains me, I even have a ponysona... It's like something out of lovecraftian horror, forbidden knowledge is forbidden for a reason!

Save yourselves, it's too late for me, I'm already halfway through the series. It's ingrained itself on my soul now.

Public service announcement aside, life is business as usual. Playing Neverwinter Nights 2 Platinum where I'm longing for constructed RPG time with friends. Work is on the upswing, we just started getting in back to school crap. Jiu-Jitsu and a music lesson tonight, and I've got a story premise that I really like but I can't get it started. The introduction to a story is supposed to be everything that draws the reader in and makes them interested.

It's a clean tale, though could go either way, for the sake of professionalism and to appease some of the smut farmers that exist on FA I might toss one scene in there. The gist of the story is set in the near future, centric around hardware to bioware interfacing (inspired by those moving cat ears everyone's fascinated with), and the dehumanization of soldiering. Sort of an adventure romance where the main protagonist isn't the man of action, just someone on the sidelines willing to put himself at risk to preserve the person he cares about.

I think it'll be a smashing read... --; if I could just get it started.