So I'm hoping beyond hope that I get a laptop for my birthday which is on Saturday. I even went as far to sacrifice Christmas gifts to get this! Hell, I really don't care about gifts anymore. I usually ask for one thing that I could use some help getting. Like, the laptop. The Christmas before college I asked for a computer, which I am still using, seven years later BTW...
Some times I ask for fun things like an mp3 player, one year I got the Wii. I've come to realize that I get a greater enjoyment of watching other people open gifts, especially when I'm not the one who bought the gifts. I like to be surprised too.

I seriously need a laptop so I can finally sit anywhere and type all my stories and things into what I consider a hard copy. With everything that's been happening this past year I fear for my writing's life!

Just yesterday night at 10p the tornado sirens went off! Bloody freakin' trigger happy weather men!! *shakes fist* But it was rather scary. Since our last disaster scare I've had my most precious pieces of writing in a satchel bag ready to be whisked out the door at a moments notice. You may call me crazy, because I am. But I don't care. I don't even care if no one ever reads my works, not like anyone reads them anyway.... They're all right there for you to see my friends. I'm not hiding them from anyone.

*sigh* I wish I could show you more... but I need what I do not have yet. I wish I wish I wish upon a star.... that I may have a laptop.