Hands raised whoever saw that coming!
I cannot tell you how entertaining it is to live in my brain. For serious.
Well, I have continued to keep bashing through pages, and while I have a bit of an ambitious schedule laid out for the finale, I think I can keep up the pace if I try. Hey, I made my Monday deadline for a change! Next stop, Thursday! FRIDAY!
(I have a confession to make. I made a deal with the Devil wherein I get eternal wealth, health and beauty, but the SECOND I update on time two or more days in a row, my life and soul are forfeit. I have to do this. Forgive me)
Welcome!
Nope, I’m sitting on my hands, I did not saw this coming.
I can imagine living with you would be very entertaining. My thoughts derail too, which I find entertaining, but they’re sometimes so hard to follow, that I keep giving up.
I think your thoughts and my thoughts would have fun at a cocktail party!
I have to admit that I had NO FUCKING CLUE that Colorful-Land was ruled by a purple, Italian-speaking, Hindu vegetation god. He seems friendly, however. (But it’s usually a dead giveaway that any being who *seems* friendly is about to dip his guests in barbecue sauce and grill them over an erupting volcano.)
So many hands for pettin’s! Tho the chat’s might feel a bit hare’d after a bit…
Good deal.
Take your time, you slacker!
I’m pretty sure the devil has a small print clause in there somewhere that if you miss your deadlines 3 times in a row, the deal is complete and your soul and life is his. He loves slackers. because they are negligent in reading the fine print.
And take your time.! I’d rather not see on the (shady) newswebsites a video of the devil getting up somewhere to grab you.