TRAH BLAHD PRAMYAHHHH! AH MAH GAHD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I’ve been waiting pretty impatiently, in case you were wondering. I’ve been a little jacked up all day waiting. Waiting through the catch-you-up-isodes, waiting through the interviews, waiting for the kids to go to sleep.…
I got settled in with my tumbler o’ wine and my green eyeliner and my made-out-of-old-jeans quilt.
Thank the heavens too, because Game of Thrones ended and there is nothing worse than a good season of HBO’s distractingly fake backdrops coupled with a twisty story ending and then leaving you sobbing in the fetal position on your sofa. Peering outside at the real world now and then, the sun hurting your corneas, the quick movements of real people… So scary… so.. so scary.
But it’s all better now. Everything is right and good. People are dating suspicious vampires and turning into fairies and wild animals and finding their long lost Grandpappies and burying people in cement and getting unburied from cement and getting addicted to things and beating other people up and worrying about their serial killer babies….*inhales* and getting lost for a year and wearing glitzy headscarves while they make oyster stew and proposing to dead people and bringing dead parrots back to life by accident and questioning themselves and everything. Just like it should be, readers. Just like it’s meant to be. *gurgle*