oh my god oh my god oh my god OH MY GOD I amde the rockty mountain ficutio … i can’t type *helplelss laugh* i made the rocky moutnain fiction writer’s contest finalists. my manuscript is goign to an editor. oh my gohd oh my god oh my GOD oh y GOD she said my ms just BARELY got ther ein time but OH MY GOD i have to go die now. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Oh my gawd. I just had a plate full of french toast made with cinnamon raisin bread and drenched in hot syrup delivered to my desk. Wow. All hail Emily! Wow, that was *really* *good*. And to think, I’d been going to have raisin bran. o.o Also, I have slain a mighty bug on my site launch, so I am smug. Smug smug smug. *flexes mightily* Apparently a car alarm went off for an hour and a half last night. I utterly slept through it, but poor Ted didn’t. He…

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VPN is down, can’t do any work, which is kind of sad, ’cause I was plugging away at bugs this morning, plug plug plug.

Despite not going to bed til almost midnight, I’m much less sleepy today (she typed, as she yawned enormously). Which is good, ’cause I still have a billion bugs to fix. I should get some breakfast, though. My poor cats. Emily’s gotten a bobtail kitten and my cats are very pissy about this interloper. He’s a very cute kitten, though. :)

Harold’s taking August off and driving around the country. He’s keeping a travel journal which recounts the story of Meeting Joss Whedon and Amber Benson, among other amusing anecdotes. :)