Why I love my boy.
Aug. 30th, 2004 04:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stillsostrangeI love my boy for many reasons, but today he gets special love. (No, that's not a euphamism for anything smutty. Get yer minds outta the gutter.)
In the middle of this crazy, database-non-functional, start of a new semester day, I finally get a chance to check my email. I find a message from said boy saying "I thought of something you could use in X section of the book." Not only is it a good idea, but it lets me tie in some other plot threads, and maybe write a whole new scene in the beginning. Whee! And then he tells me he's been too busy thinking about Carcosa today to cook, so we're going out to eat tonight.
Clearly I have found the best boy in the universe.
It is equally clear that I have an compulsive blogging disorder today.
I have not been cranky for the past two days! Either I'm giddy about Worldcon, or Alesse is the new hotness of mood-altering medication.
In the middle of this crazy, database-non-functional, start of a new semester day, I finally get a chance to check my email. I find a message from said boy saying "I thought of something you could use in X section of the book." Not only is it a good idea, but it lets me tie in some other plot threads, and maybe write a whole new scene in the beginning. Whee! And then he tells me he's been too busy thinking about Carcosa today to cook, so we're going out to eat tonight.
Clearly I have found the best boy in the universe.
It is equally clear that I have an compulsive blogging disorder today.
I have not been cranky for the past two days! Either I'm giddy about Worldcon, or Alesse is the new hotness of mood-altering medication.
