I think I finished my fan fic. It feels… weird. It’s an ending that, from what I can tell, I actually like. I’m waiting until tomorrow to actually proclaim it finished. I want Sujit to read it, I want to reread it, I still need to title the last two chapters, but I think it’s done. It’s hard to describe how it feels. It’s as if in that one moment where I resisted temptation to stop writing when I was only a chapter away; when I actually wrote the last sentence; it’s like I got older. Then I forgot about that, went downstairs at 11:00pm and ate some Kix. 🙂 Writer tested, Editor approved. Hehehe.
I love Archie McPhee. (No, he’s not a new beau.) Go check him out at www.mcphee.com. They’ve got the funniest things for sale on the planet. Like the world’s biggest pair of underpants, the “To Whom Have You Exposed to Syphillis?” lunchbox, and last but not least, a french fry camera. Lovely stuff, full of sophistication, yeah…
Hey, at least it’s better than what I saw at the outlet mall when I went shoe shopping. We went into a gourmet food store to find a pizza baking stone. It took a while to find that, but not nearly as long to spot a box of chocolate underwear. (Geeze am I going to get ridiculous searches for that one. Not like they aren’t already bad enough.)
Those stupid Oscars should hurry up. I’m waiting to see if LotR wins best picture. I want it to so badly just so it can be rubbed in WB’s face. Neener neener, this could have been you if you weren’t such capitalist dorks! Erm, excuse me…
I think I’ll just forget it and go to bed. I’m getting tired of clicking the link to the winners list over and over.