Jun 08, 2008 09:04
*curl up*
My people are still three hours behind me. Right now, it's six in the morning for them. Lose, lose. So I cannot properly articulate my joy, giddiness, and anticipation. Almost done. Almost done. Almost done. <3
I feel immensely like a bad person. XD I know they're just imaginary people stuck in my head for the duration of my psychosis, but y'know. You live with them in your head for four years, they kind of border on being something akin to real. So when you fuck their lives up really badly, you feel kind of like a heel.
Suffice to say, I feel kind of like a heel. XD
I just need to remind myself that after this, the poor man can go fishing for as long as he likes. Sigh. XD
I think I will bake cookies today later. Maybe. If my eggs are still good. We'll see. <3
imaginary people,
fishing,
writing,
baking,
motke