Unexpurgated Claptrap

(Okay, maybe a little expurgating happened before I actually posted. But not much!)

Do marathon runners miss running? I was sitting here thinking how it felt to finally finish Lukas and Alan yesterday, and trying to describe the “omg, what?” feeling, the realization that I’ve stopped typing for a reason, and no, I don’t need to get back to work.

Last night I finished and I didn’t tell anyone at first. My awesome supportive roommate was right here and I didn’t tell her. My less-supportive-but-sh...