Writer's Rant

Ug.

NewFic is way too rambling, too whiny, all wrong, all wrong! Did some major cuts tonight - taking out massive chunks - slightly scary. Nowhere near as many cuts as Hubs suggested. Rrrrr! This doesn't make to you guys right now, but THE SCENES WITH THE SWINGS ARE ALL WRONG!!!! GAH!!!

Tired now. Beddy.

AAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!

So, I'm waiting for my bus in the rain this morning... and it's late. How can a bus be late leaving the station? Well, if the bus is broken and nobody at the station can be bothered to tell the people waiting for said bus that there won't be one for another hour, so they can't go and get a train instead. And of course, the 'Information' Booth had no information on it, and when I finally got to speak to somebody (a good half hour after the bus was supposed to have left) they did not give a monkey's gonads that they were making me over an hour late for work. So. No information, no sympathy, no offer of compensation. I then went to EAT in the pissing rain to at least get a coffee, and their CUNTING COFFEE MACHINE WAS BROKEN!

And, when I finally got on a bus, having stood around in the rain, the driver had a go at me for paying with a tenner. Stagecoach are a bunch of fucking cuntsacks.

The Red Mist is only just subsiding. I have decided to become an Old Lady and write a letter of complaint.

I hate public transport. I need to get another car.