I have BUSINESS CARDS. With my name on them. Spelled correctly. This is a first for me. I feel all woobly.
Also, my boss left his Wacom 9x6 tablet here for me to play with because he's clearly the coolest boss in the universe. ♥
I have to call people. I really do. But dammit, I still hate talking on the phone.
-Carlie, to see if she can take Zahyrah
-Crystal, because she's due soon and I haven't called her in literally years
-Samantha, same thing
-Dad, because it was his birthday last week and I couldn't get a hold of him then so I just sent him a lame email
-Grandma and Grandpa, to let them know I'm still alive and live in a house
Aaagghhhh do not want. *whine whine bitch*
Also, while I'm already on a whiny bent: next time I consider posting to
fanficrants, someone smack me upside the head. Silly me for thinking somebody else might understand how annoying it is to have your 'readers' ask stupid questions, the answers for which are always in the author's note. Apparently I'm trying to 'filter responses,' I'm not appreciating 'valid feedback' (such as 'is ther a sequal?') and I should shut up and take the 'concrit' like a man.
BITE ME, FANDOM.
There. Now I feel better. ^______^
In other news, I'm making actual progress on finishing Once Upon an Inuyoukai. Half of you here won't even recognize that name because the last time I updated it was before I friended you. I'm the stereotypical Evil WIP Author who leaves her readers hanging for a year between updates. *fails*
BUT IT'S ALMOST DONE. HONEST.