Well, this stinks.
The universe clearly %*$%#$&!!ed up this time. You submitted your wonderful, awesome, from-the-very-depths-of-your-heart precious book—your book that truly DESERVED it, the book you sweated and cried and suffered over, the book that made your CP weep tears of joy—and you WANTED TO FINAL SO BAD. Especially this year. And you stared at the phone all Thursday morning, drinking your twelfth cup of coffee, chewing off the last of your fingernails and about to start on the toes,...
Published on March 22, 2019 21:00