"Here's your pan, here's your frog."

 The end of the week.

 March has been weird, and not overall nice. I am not sorry to see it go. Maybe it is rude of me to bid  a month goodbye and not be sad about it passing on, but I don't mind being rude to March, it started it.
 Right now I am getting ready to write at the end of a very long day. I was out of the house from eight to nine. In that time I did manage to find a sunny spot of forest where I hid for an hour with my book, that I haven't done in far too long.
 I came home, put on my jammies, and made some tea. Then I ate some jelly beans. Because my gummy bears which my brother sent me haven't got here yet. They're on a holiday in Chicago, they took a detour, and won't reach me until Saturday.
 SATURDAY! Two whole days with no gummy bears.
 Two.
 Whole.
 DAYS.
 Pity me, my friends.
 I really have nothing to post about. Might be because I am half asleep. Also might be because there was a mix up with Brothers-in-Arms manuscripts. They are fixing the problem now, but it meant a reformat and more time passing.
Good thing I've learned to be patient.
 *Yells and stabs the wall.*
 Yes, very patient...
 Here's your Tangled quote, I'm off.