<sub>I'm going to be featuring a new deviantART writer up here every month as long as I have me a sub! Unless I renew my sub, this will be the last for a while!

This month's writer is , a writer I know from fanfiction.net as well as here. Primarily a fanfiction writer in the Lilo & Stitch category, he's also done some good work in the Invader Zim fandom and several others. His work is funny and exciting, with a distinctive charm, and if there's a fictional story element you enjoy, from alchemy to zombies, ngrey's probably incorporated it. In addition, he's an extremely compassionate person and I've seen nothing to suggest he's less than an exemplary human being. His work isn't for everybody (there are times when it's not even for me), but I suggest anybody give him a try - you might find yourself hooked.

Irkens aren't...born.  
 
They're made.  
 
Created. Not "begotten", or "birthed" or anything evenly remotely romantic. We enter the world with a cold, unfeeling robot arm as our "mommy" and "daddy".  
 
And...well...you know what they say about kids. They learn from their parents how to behave.  
 
Not that there aren't father or mother figures to some of us-   
"...rth."   
A head like a rounded pentagon. Eyes of white. Pure white. An iris like a shining star that glimmers like a darkened pearl. Antannae that round off at the end, almost like balls...   
Not short, but no This is from the point of view of certain people...and I hope you enjoy this story. More importantly, maybe it'll let you THINK.   
NICK  
 
Don't get me wrong. Everyone is special.   
But people think that when that's said, it means NOBODY is special.  
 
"Oh big woop. Everyone's got gifts. What's the friggin' point? Pass the beer nuts and change the damn channel."   
They don't GET it.  
 
Everyone's special. But the thing is people are special in different ways.   
This one guy's got a voice just like Elvis! Oh, and that one girl can pull a bowstring back with her TOES,
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So, it's February. And I'm behind on pretty much all my resolutions. Still, I feel better now.

It was my mom's birthday today. I didn't get her as expensive a gift as usual (I got her a reusable tumbler from Starbucks, about 5 or 8 bucks less than I normally spend), but I also made her a chocolate cake w/ whipped cream, so I feel good about it. The cake stuck to the pans but tasted just like my grandfather's (he gave me the recipe). My mom, who has another recipe for cake that is beyond my current level, recommended next time that I use a butter-flour mixture to grease the pans instead of just butter, and we still enjoyed it. Something about learning from defeat, right?

Thanks to everybody for your support for my health problem. And older people don't believe you can make friends online... friendship isn't about knowing somebody's name or face. It's about caring for them. However, it's also about enjoying hanging out with them/talking to them, so please don't take my sappiness as an excuse to be horribly dull.

I also feel stupid, in that I only now figured out the INTERNAL MIKE on my laptop. So I can totally do a voice meme! I'm gonna record on Friday, so a couple of things.

1. Can anybody link me to that original list of voice meme questions?
2. If anybody has extra questions, post 'em here.
3. As long as you're heaping stuff onto this journal, anybody have suggested deviant writers for my February feature? You can suggest yourself, but if I DON'T like what I see, I'll defenestrate you.

Non sequiter: Tuesday is Groundhog's Day, when we all celebrate endless time loops and the fact that they don't exist.

Double non sequiter: I saw Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs on DVD. Fantastic movie. In terms of animated movies released around the same time, it and 9 are total opposites, but I think Cloudy is a slightly better movie overall. Better plot. Only caveats is that it gets REALLY weird for a PG movie, and it's very VERY soft sci-fi (it IS a kid's movie, despite all the kid-friendly adult humor).

There are several things I should be doing instead of this journal. Speaking of which, I haven't forgotten your kiribans, Gambit and RC, but I'm already struggling to find time for things that were more rush-ordered as it is. I'll try to get them done soon; if worse comes to worse, I should be able to do them on spring break in the second week of March.

EDIT: Manly-Mens. I'm in. Round 1 pits me and Esquire against wolffighter and his character M-Fighter.


Should be a hell of a party. There will be a fight, and like everything else associated with Manly-Mens, there will be PREPOSTERONE and GRATUITOUS VIBRATION. I don't know about due dates or any particular rules of engagement. Possibly Manly Mens has decided to "fuck that pussy shit," to use their vernacular.

EDIT AGAIN: Closed for questions. I did the voice meme, I'm just going to try and... do something to it with software on my other computer now. GAH I hate hearing my voice back at myself. I sound like fail personified.

Days left until Blood-Sport round ends: 26
Days left until Manly-Mens begins: It's here, biznitches
Days left until A-V begins: Not Many
Days left until my world crashes down around my shoulders: 24