So I was sitting here this morning, aching and still exhausted from laying floor tiles yesterday in Mom's bedroom (I get to do more today, yay!) My graphics software is mostly tied up doing some digital props for my cousin's new movie, and the majority of my analog fanworks are stuck in the back of a bookcase which is currently buried behind another bookcase to make room for me to lay the new floor. I was about to despair of having anything to cough up for this journal when I saw an old peechee sitting on yet another bookcase in the closet. I picked it up and found this inside! :D
I made this about 20 years ago, when word processing was still a new and wondrous world, so my main focus here really wasn't the content, but the sheer joy of moving whole blocks of text around the page. It mixes fandoms, and the first two pages aren't that funny, but I kind of find my stride by page 3. Favorite idea: Gandalf as a Time Lord, attending kindergarten with Tom Baker :D
The cut tags aren't working for me at all this morning, so making more than one post. Sorry, I'll try to spread them out...
The cut tags aren't working for me at all this morning, so making more than one post. Sorry, I'll try to spread them out...

