I promise you a great, big, hearty helping of Kristophrenia in the very near future. I’ve got it all planned out, I just have to actually, you know…write it. Which I will most likely do on Sunday. Because that’s the first chance I’m likely to get.
Sorry I’ve been so very neglectful, of late. Let me tell you this, it’s going to be one looooong summer, what with the writing two or three or four different novels, and the working, and the keeping the house clean, and the everything else.
And now I must go to bed, because I have to be up in 5.5 hours and I’ve already stayed up far too late. It’s past midnight, yanno.
When did I get so old?
See you Sunday!