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Poop, poop, and...oh yes, more poop

So I was going to make this incredibly long and energy/time-wasting journal entry detailing the events leading up to my face-to-face meeting with my roommate's throne of shit...but then I figured a) no one's going to read it and b) see a's point. However, my pride as a (talentless) creative writer won't allow me to delete the entry I already started, so sitting in my journal is a draft titled, "How I Met My Roommate's Poop," and it'll sit there forever until I decide to move forth with the story. I'm actually debating if I should break the story into multiple small parts, but I feel that's a bit risky. The story has so much potential, but I'm just a bum of a writer, so I don't know what to do. WHAT SHOULD I DO?!

But of course no one will answer my question because no one's actually reading this. :(

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jusqua_4heroes
Feb. 10th, 2014 04:37 am (UTC)
The story of a man and his p00p. That sounds like love waiting to happen.

Wait, that's not yours. Nevermind.
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