jwaneeta

Holy hell, it's done. I recolored that deleted book in a week. I think I may sob, or drink or both. Why not both? Issa miracle!

GAWDALMIGHTY it's done, and the cursed thing is out of my house! I skip and I prance, and fat hot tears of joy roll down my cheeks. Plus, my Yogic-non drinking stance is in abeyance for the evening.

I'd like to thank LJ and the flist hivemind, okay, for the good vibes. I'd also like to thank Bill Murray, who made the movie Groundhog Day, the repeated replayings of which... helped me remember that Buddhist comedy is possible and dignity is to be found in the wheel of karma and... uh... that revolting reverses can somehow not only be endured but mastered, and that... I lose the thread of any sentence over fifteeen words. *happy sob*

As re other events beyond the rabbit hole of my book-deleting-redoing immersion, I cheer Ms Murchisson2's acceptance by Georgetown. EEk!(I'm still trying to buy a virtual champange bottle for her info page, but I'm tipsy and exhausted. Slow, very. How to? Links? Instructions any idiot could follow?)

Plus, in case anybody missed it, I link you Astridv, the best from-life sketch artist I've had the pleasure of knowing in my soso career.

http://astridv.livejournal.com/44298.html#cutid1

Here's to spring.

(I love you, man spring: I mean I never say it, but I fucking LOVE YOU, spring man) (*hic*)