"And the gang likes to screw it up and make it about themselves and take it away from Charlie and ruin his hopes and dreams!"

So I should probably get this insomnia thing checked out, huh?

I want to edit when I finish this reading response so I can query, but I need to force myself to sleep first :/

Also, in sadder news, my grandmother passed away on Saturday, so if the fates are smiling upon me, I'll be driving up to Kansas tomorrow for the funeral before the storm moves in, the storm closes campus, and I won't have to rush back to Stillwater to get to class.

"Taxes, they'll be lower. Sun. The Democratic vote for me is right thing to do Philadelphia. So do."

I finished my short story(!) for workshop, and now I want to just ball up from exhaustion and pain (slipped on ice, busted my knee, and not to mention, this weather is killer on my arthritis). But still, the short story thing calls for a Jersey Shore fist pump.

Take it away, Vinny.

*sigh*
Takes me back to last year when one of my best friends was living with me and we'd watch JS for the fun, guilty-pleasure lulz, but alas, she is now a grown up with a grown up job in another state.

In writing news, I'm back to editing HANNAH now that the short story is done.