I'm still trying to wrap my mind around the idea of a nice writer. In my experience, they're all incredible bastards.
Yes, I'm looking at you, Pearson.
*Looks up at ceiling, shakes fist, yells.* "Leisner!"
You thought you'd get away with this because I mentioned the other day I haven't been BBSing as much as I used to. But now you know, I'm watching you, Leisner. Watching!