I really like this story...a lot. All I can say is, thank goodness for plot twists. I love writing fiction.
Boo classes and deadline. Yay fiction. Why can't I get all that I want and none of the trouble?
Of mixed emotions about national championship. Good for Bearcats, bad for yearbook. Just adds another layer of stress to my life. Half of me was excited when we won, the other half was disappointed. I just want this publication to be done. I'm probably the worst Bearcat fan ever.
*EDIT* I'm sorry my roommate is sick, but my apartment is entirely too warm for me. I'm tempted to open my window to let in some cool air, but the furnace will just kick on. Why can't I live with other people who like the chill?