Tash

Hi what's you're ao3? I can't find you :(

ahem, testing testing. I've devised the plot for the most elegant of stories, y'all are gonna love it. Best part? Already final drafted the entire mystery, so it's just chapter outlines before it's published.
          
          But wait! There's more!
          
          That means this one's likely to be finished, not just another drabble or unexplained chapter. These are exciting times, my dears, exciting times!

so I gave up on trying to figure out twitter last night, but mama didn't raise no quitter, so I logged back on this morning.
          
          greeted warmly by a 'your account has been locked' message. which is great. because I did nothing. legitimately nothing. at all. on my twitter. the internet wouldn't even let me upload a profile image.
          
          thanks guys. you really make me want to use your service.

it's not doing the thing

"That's you!" thank you twitter for that startling piece of information my god how could I not have foreseen this how have I lived without this vital piece of factual evidence

this is why i don't try and change it up this is why i am just forever going to be an old man shouting at the kids these days

i love when i try to do something for the benefit of myself and myself alone but the world shuts me down like honestly please that is so 2015 just give me the god damn username i want

I'm in the mood to write more of the dead-thing!Joe and done-with-your-shit!Caspar universe that is FTYTD but at the same time I'm midway through chord development for a tune that's been in my head for a while and like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
          
          I'm also considering a twitter bc I need a better place to keep track of my rants, and something that I can access easily by phone for when I'm drunk (because my attention span is too short to load wattpad but I won't rant if it goes into my notes sooo...). It would also compile both anime me and youtube me into one easy access area to keep motivation up....but twitter is hard.

I'm reading an old premise I had for a story and god damn I forgot it ended so sadly I'm actually on the verge of tears what the actual frick.

strange boy in my bed is now on his way home. I have stopped playing games (for the moment). I kinda want to draw though, so oh well.