sick...Yes, yes, people have already tried to rationalize to me that if I like RPing with fancy make-believe characters in ridiculous settings, I should be able to pretend to be me pretending to care about the stuff that I'm pretending to sell. Several times. In succession. As if --
--some guy... girl? just walked past me in a black animal costume through the lab. My school? It brings the crazy to the yard and I LOVE IT.
--anyway. As if there's absolutely no difference between having the time and considerably more talent in putting words to paper/screen, than it is to regulate the words that come out of my own mouth. And with some semblance of emotion and sincerity. x_x; Meep.
And while I'm sure I'll do fine... urgh. Don't wanna.
In other news! I was poking around RP!S for the first time last night in a very long time, and I found this! It made me smile, I've never seen a secret (good or bad) with me in it before. :D
