Til Death: 1185
It was an extremely successful day. I finished up the scene I spent all last week struggling with and have the start of the next one. I could probably keep going but I’m so tired I’m about to pass out on the sofa. Yes, that’s right. I’m 28 and it’s 8:36 and I’m ready for bed. I. Am. Pathetic. Oh, and I can also manage to screw up a manicure using 60 second nail polish. I am that talented.
Woo hoo! Awesome!
… oh. I mean about the successes, of course, not the screwing up of the manicure.