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Note to self: Stop writing "keyboard" when you mean "keyblade". Since you are writing about Roxas, fighting things, that could become an unfortunate typo.
Taha, the Iranian man who moved in downstairs today, happens to be a composer. As those of you who have been following my journal for two goddamn years know, The Last Dreamer was in the market for one of those. I plan to convince him that he should join the project before he moves out in August, or whenever he gets tired of living in a cubbyhole, whichever comes first.
Also -- come on, work. Come through for me. Mama needs a new computer.
Taha, the Iranian man who moved in downstairs today, happens to be a composer. As those of you who have been following my journal for two goddamn years know, The Last Dreamer was in the market for one of those. I plan to convince him that he should join the project before he moves out in August, or whenever he gets tired of living in a cubbyhole, whichever comes first.
Also -- come on, work. Come through for me. Mama needs a new computer.

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That's a new version of "the pen is mightier than the sword" right there, isn't it...
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Alternatively, there is the premise of Typing of the Dead.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Typing_of_the_Dead