01. I keep forgetting to mention this, but I LOVE IT. It used to be every time I walked into the kitchen I wanted to cry, because I was inevitably confronted by a pile of dishes any time I wanted to get a glass of water. Now, even when someone does leave a dish or two, I get to see this: ( hanging above the sink )

Guys, my not-school school has a snowday. Someone please, please tell me to use this extra time for studying (and SLEEP), not typing up the last scene from the story I finished. (I am really paranoid, though, if I don't type it soon something bad will happen. I like it THAT MUCH, I guess ( Read more... )

I DID IT.

...only 2949 hours of typing/editing to go. And probably 38594 more rewrites of the second-to-last scene. Boo, having a job!