flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Which is hardly news, I know.
More importantly, I found the thing! If you saw my freak out Friday, you know that I drew a special something for the Bloggess and then sat on it (figuratively) for MONTHS, which is terribly hard for me. I am the worst secret keeper and Dumbledore should not choose me. And then, the night before the book signing, Icouldn’t find it!
But then I did. And then I got worried that giving someone a drawing of themselves is creepy and stalkerish, but I’m pretty sure that’s only true if you put some of their hair in the drawing or used it as a paintbrush. Which I did not do, because I am not that level of creepy and where would I even get the Bloggess’ hair?
Sorry. Tomorrow I’ll tell an adorable story about a kitten, I promise.