For everyone who sent me preread stuff in the last week or so...

Unfortunately, I've had a rash of problems.   A couple of tests back to
back, an essay, and even the Weird/Dropper Virus.  Arg!

Anyway, I'll try to get back into prereading and C&Cing by wednesday.

No, I haven't finished anything yet.  Though a silly little spamfic is
playing out in my mind, and I wonder how far I can go with it...  

-Natsume Ranma Ranma
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The sardines weren't worth the trouble.  A few more shots, then
Ryoga-san would overheat and explode.  Ducking around a corner,
I managed to lose him as I entered the ramshackle residence of
my Anime supplier.

One look at his face and I knew that I was betrayed.  "Tell me."
I insisted.  He refused, so I slammed him against the wall.
"Last chance.  Where can Ranma-Ranma find good fanfics?"
"Try Jason Liao." he whispered, before he slumped to the floor.
I heard the sounds of a door splintering as I left through the
window, one step ahead of Tendo Heavy Industries...