Seasons

But that was before I talked to you, lady.

Rape!

Darn it no one came... I guess it's true, kirbs!

I came all over my sheets

That's a lie! Those were MY sheets! Errr...nevermind. O.o

umm ok.. HEY GUESS WHAT? I'm using the forge currently from my own homemade browser! No memory-eating skins or features for me, thanks! (not yet at least )

Corwin, I know that you yell fire, and it was a joke. People wouldn't get it if I said yell "fire!".

Yeah, I know, it was an observation dude, not a criticism.

Here I go having dreams about bots again. Well, sort of.

I dreamed there were a bunch of paperbacks under my bed--Logan's Run and that sort of thing--but amongst them were these two which I guess were written by Douglas Adams (that would be a feat, wouldn't it?) or Terry Pratchett.

One was entitled Onyx of Borg. The other (now this is scary) was Dogh'd of Borg. I skimmed through the latter one, and Earth was being used as temporary grazing land for giant ants or something.

Hmmm dreaming about my bot...is there something you haven't told me?

Butterfly--that dream is irrefutable proof that you are a writer. The next phase is that one of the books you dream under the bed will be the most amazing, beautiful prose that you ever read...you will remember the dream but not a word of the prose.
Or maybe you will. I never do, except the odd word.
I never dream about bots though.