Date: Fri, 19 Mar 1999 20:11:11 -0000
Subject: semi Autoboigraphy in the third preson by Brit*Vik

Title : Semi-autobiography in the third person.
Author : Brit*Vik
Date : 16/3/99 (in the middle of watching "Othello" on video.)
Category : 155 words. Mad fluff.
Rating : Anyone who wants to is allowed.
Spoilers : No.
Archive : Oooh, yes please. Everything attached, let me know etc. etc.
Feedback : Absolutely, desperately. The young woman craves e-mail (you'll
get it in a minute). And I need to assuage my fears that this is the kind of
piece one looks back on and says "Oh my God, what was I thinking? *What* was
I thinking?"
Email address : believe_the_lie@lycosmail.com
Disclaimer : Most of the people depicted herein are mine, so [author sticks
tongue out] na na.
"SEMIAUTOBIOGRAPHY IN THE THIRD PERSON"
The young woman craved e-mail, because it meant that she could read
wonderfully naughty "X-Files" stories and write to her wonderful friends.
She could send her own stories for others to devour and, hopefully,
appreciate.
However, she was but a poor young maiden with no modem at home. Therefore,
she was only provided with internet access through her school facilities.
For a time, she was blissfully happy, even though her sisters constantly
demanded, "More MORE."
Soon, though, her perfection was tainted. The librarians were bitchy when
she retrieved her e-mail, her teachers made her cry because they said she'd
fail if she wrote fanfic instead of working, her sisters were insatiable.
Plus, no-one believed her theory that Deep Throat *was* Cancer Man. Worst of
all, her computer kept breaking and wouldn't send stories.
Eventually, she penned a mad little ditty then threw herself off a bridge
because the computer would not send to the list.
FIN
"I didn't lose my mind. It was mine to give away."

You can deny yourself the truth, however you can never deny yourself the
x-files.