Right, it's been ages since I've ever even signed in on deviantart; for a few reasons!

One reason is that my ability to draw has deteriorated through lack of use. That, and I can't help but compare it to my sister's style, thus making me less happy with it.

So sod drawing! I'll do writing.

Oh.

Wait.

It's deviantart. ART. sure, writing technically goes under that heading, but there are sites more dedicated to writing such as fictionpress and fanfiction.net and what not. Don't feel too bothered to post my stories.

BUT WAIT.

I HAVE A PLAN.

At 3 in the morning, with a throbbing ear ache, without pants.

No, no, keep reading, it's nothing bad.

I'MA DO REVIEWS OF GAMES ON HERE!

The layout I was thinking was posting a wonderfully awesome/funny/ghey/wicked sick picture of the game in question, followed by a lengthy little review of what I think of the game in question.

There was me thinking I was being innovative, clever and brilliant until I realised that there were users already DOING that on here. But that's not going to stop me! Even if no one really reads these reviews I'll make, it'll still form excellent padding for any review related jobs I shoot for.

AND YES IF THERE'S ANYONE I KNOW READING THIS I WILL GET ON WITH THE NOBUNAGA STORY, LEARN TO DRIVE, GET A JOB, AND DO ALL THE THINGS I'VE BEEN MEANING TO DO.

I just really need to up my energy levels. I spend one hour in a driving lesson, I can't be assed to do anything more. At least, that's how my dad puts it.

But then, my dad's a control freak, which tends to put me off saving the queen, let alone going swimming.

Woah, this is getting off topic. Better wrap this up.

P.S. VICKY AND BETH YOU COULD HELP HERE BECAUSE YOU TOTALLY LIKE VIDEOGAMES TOO. ;DDDD

P.S.S. SCROLLING IS FUN, AND IT HAS BEEN SCIENTIFICALLY PROVEN TO STOP R.S.I. JOIN THE FIGHT AGAINST STRAINS.

P.S.S.S. I'm lying on the whole R.S.I thing. Also, what does P.S mean anyway? Personal Sandwich? Piss Savage? I'm pretty sure the personal is there.

K BAI.