Will she flip out? Will she argue with the screen for ten minutes before giving in to the requested change? Will she cry? Will she threaten to throw the computer across the room? Will she ever stop editing and change her clothes so we can go get something to eat? She can't seriously mean to wear that ridiculous ponytail (which is really more of a nub) in public, can she?
It would be difficult to say which of them hates computers more. Yeah, that ponytail thing is what I was thinking, obviously.
|I will eff up your manuscipt, mother.|
must be. Or clowns. Yeah, I bet it's clowns.
Also, I've indulged in way too much Star Trek fanfic this month. I'm a nerd. There. I said it. Dirty little secret number 2 out of the way.
I have photos for you guys. Check with me Friday. Maybe I'll have my shit straightened out by then and remember to really post.