Wincon Angst

Random: Dustin and I were bickering a wee bit. Today I noticed that the magnetic poetry on the fridge spelled out "she is whynee."

I wish I could peice together "he is passive agressive," but I don't seem to have the words. It would be funny if I could, though.


I can't even seem to get it together enough to finish this beta that I intended to have done by Tuesday, because I am Bad. Also, I can't get five stars on Madhouse on Medium, because I Suck. Also, I haven't yet put together a list of jobs to apply for, because I am In A Funk.

But!

( I'm going to WinchesterCon after all! )