| There is no fucking you, there is only me
||[Jul. 3rd, 2011|03:25 pm]
Oh hey, who just sold a fucking vampire book to her publisher?
God, Liam. You fucker. You wonderful fucker.
Thank you. Seriously. Meghan, Mark, Maureen, Ahalya, Dana, Keli, Reenie, Jen, Sue, John, Laura, Hayley---
Fuck. So many people helped me with this. I know I just forgot someone important. Ten fucking years. Ffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
(Priorities are rearranging themselves. After Res, back to James. Now I can totally justify wallowing in vampire awesome AS MUCH AS I WANT TO SO THERE.)
Barbecue plans today with Carolyn, Carlo, and his kids. If we can get a grill to free up out there in the park. I have faith.
Champagne in the fridge. Vampire Awareness Week.
Jesus, I'm gonna cry again. Look at this sappy fuck.