thecrappyelf

..My incredible laziness. I work!  Gasp!  Retail, no less, caring for cute lil hamsters and such, who bite me on a regular basis.   I guess they don't like their meds.  Interesting things happen at work, like that time a chinchilla had a Gran Mal seizure in my hands and died, foaming at the mouth.  That one kinda freaked me out, even more than hearing the death rattle of a rat, who was extremely sick. Work is ever-so-slightly depressing.  :depressed: Anyway, explaining my lack of tangible creative work is somewhat challenging, because I'm not really sure why I can't write anymore.  Maybe I see all my attempts as derivative and weak, unable

Hallo random folks. Clearly, I am very lazy.  I have not uploaded even 1/8 of what I've written thus far, and am ashamed of myself. I must get my sweaty little paws on my poems collection thingie which my mother has... still...  Gr. Heh, I doubt anyone'll actually read this... Eh.  Auf Wiedersehn.