Gonna write a thing
So yes, I exist. I am capable of typing words. I'm still a fan of Supernatural, which is sadly ending this year. I'm wearing a hoodie that I bought because it came with a chance to be flown to Hawaii for a private meet & greet with Jensen and Misha, who, of course, are perfect human beings. I'm going to buy Misha's new cookbook, Guide to being an Adventurous Eater or something, and give it to Sylvie. Emily will be so annoyed with me, it'll be great!!
I dripped a drop of ice cream in my freshly washed hair earlier, which is still pissing me off. I thought I had it all rinsed out, but I guess not. I'm going to go back to investigating that job that pays you to type. It would be so good to do that instead of still having to work at PCC while I learn to weld.
I should probably just doodle something every day, like Inktober every day of the year, but no. Not today. Maybe that can be my new year's resolution.
I should