The New Look

I felt like cleaning this up a bit so that everything would be easier to find, and a lot of the garbage I had on here before will be gone. So here is basically the stuff I am almost proud of. A lot of it you (my local freinds, the only people who ever come here) have already seen, but there are a few new things, and I plan to try to update regularly. I welcome negative and positive feedback, as all of this is basically an excercize to get better at writing. If one of my freinds gave you this link and you feel the need to tell me how desperately bad I am at writing, I can be reached at

Hotmail/MSN : Piperatthegat13@hotmail.com

AIM: ShotgunHappiness

Secret Hobo Telepathy Network: Ham

I know that there are some typos, spelling mistakes, and general grammatical errors in a few (most) of the texts, and maybe one day I will get around to bugging Eric to help me with proofreading. Anyway, thanks for looking at my things, I love all of you like you were my own organs. Heres the shit.

Writing, Serious and otherwise.

Thoughts While Waiting (My newst bit of fiction. I've sat down and added to it once, so it actually has 2 parts. I'm impressed with myself. This may become a series. I am really eager for feedback on this one.) UPDATE: Now has 3 parts. I have given it it's own section now.UPDATE: 5 sections now.

My Modern Era D&D Fanfic (This won't make sense to people outside the campaign)

Where Was I? (free association insanity)

TIme (No, it isn't erotica.)

 The Gas Station Story (It was meant to be part of something bigger, but like alwasys, I lost the muse.)

Utter Silliness

Burning Furby Montage (a classic)

Well, that's it for the moment. Some of the things that were here, like the shitty webcomics, are still in the webshell. I just honestly didn't like them very much, and thus they are no longer available from the webshell. If any of you tasteless bastards still want to see them, show them to people, print them out, et cetera, I'll give you the direct addresses to them. Hopefully, I'll add more as my psychotic, abusive muse comes in drunk at 3 in the morning looking to slap me around for a while and pass out on my floor after it throws up on the space heater and gives me a titty twister.