Why is it. . . .

That every time something goes wrong with this damned computer, it's my fault?
-VD: What now?-
-D: I think her dad blamed her for the computer being slow.-
I didn't know I was taking up so much of the fricking hard drive! Where else does he expect me to put my stories?
-VD2: Speaking of which. . . .-
Yeah, yeah, hold your horses. I'm doing research on one of the chapters. I finished the first one.
-VD2: That's good, at least.-
-VD: What about mine?-
Next time I decide to e-mail squonk, I'll put in what I have so far.
-N: "BTTX" is going well, though.-
*shrug* My muse can be a bit -- psycho at times. Truth be told, I'm doing some writing on the "BTTF: TAS/Animaniacs" story.
-Y,W+D: *excited* Really?! *jump into arms and give big sloppy kiss*-
Hehehe, it's not near ready for typing yet. I have a lot of catching up to do, and an overactive imagination that will not let me rest.