Lettuce, Nuclear Weapons, and Fanfiction

I’m not sure what I should be more afraid of, green leaf lettuce or North Korea

Both look like pretty menacing enemies to me. One thing is certain, I will be glad not to have to handle those soaking wet lettuce heads at work for next couple days until this thing blows over. As for North Korea…well that’s legitamately scary so there’s not much hilarity to be sucked from that one. Speaking of work in relation to current events, have you heard of Question 1? It’s a proposition up for the November ballot in Massachusetts about whether or not grocery stores should be allowed to sell wine. If you were to base your vote on my opinion, vote no. Here’s why I’m voting no: possibility of rise in drunk driving, annoyance of having to card at work, general indifference to the world of people who consume alcohol. I heard on the news that this law could make it possible for convenience stores to sell wine since their are loopholes in the system that would allow a store to call itself a “grocery store” if it carries a minimum of certain produce and meat products. Keep in mind though that this is coming from the girl whose ideal gun control law is as follows: no non-military/police citizen should be allowed to own a gun. Right to bear arms be damned.

This is getting a little boring even to me, the history major. What I’m concerned about more than gun control, wine sales, lettuce and North Korea is the alarming lack of reviews for my new fanfiction, Trust. Let me tell you a little about this fic. It’s a Prison Break fic based on Paul Kellerman and an original character, Scofield’s sister. Sounds Mary Sue-ish you say? Well…any original character can arguably be called a Mary Sue in a show like Prison Break. At least it’s not another “a woman gets sent to fox river” fic. What the fuck is that? I’m really excited about this story, I have it all planned out and four chapters have already been posted on both FanFiction.net and PrisonBreakFic.com. But I’ve had little to no feedback from the readers. So, if you’re reading this and like myself you are intrigued by the sudden humanizing light Kellerman is being cast into on the show, please read the fic.

P.S. I really, really, really want Kellerman and Sara to have a thing. Hate me all you want but I desire this to happen.