Sometimes you can describe a whole lifestyle in one sentence. Also, I’m freaking out.
This phrase just came up in conversation with a friend, and I had to stop to admire it because it just says so much. Sorry, A, I tease because I love.
In other news, I did a super special drawing to give the Bloggess at her signing today, and I managed to not show it to you for MONTHS, and I’m terrible at keeping secrets, and I put the sketch pad somewhere very safe so I would not misplace it because I know how I do.
You know what happened next. I searched and searched and SEARCHED last night, and nope. And then I thought, “Well, I scanned it, so at least I can give her a print, and then send her the awesome glittery original when I find it,” which would be unsatisfying but acceptable. Except I never scanned it, I just took a picture with my phone. So okay, got the photo into Photoshop, edited the crap out of it, and it won’t print right.
So IF I can get it printed somewhere today and it looks okay, I will at least have something? And if not I will have a story of freaking out and failing at a thing, which feels somehow appropriate, I guess, but GRRRRRRRRR.
UPDATE! It was in the front seat of the car all along! I am a jackass, but I am a jackass with a present for the Bloggess! Now to worry about whether I’ll seem like a creepy stalker.
Neurotic Owl 