My final short story writing class was very good. There were cookies.
COOKIES, people! COOKIES!!!
However, I missed my usual bus home. The next one was late. I didn't get home until after eleven, and didn't get to bed until midnight:30.
A very special note to the people who were waiting at the bus stop almost directly under my bedroom window:
It is possible that the reason you have whiny, cranky, crying children is because you are making them stand in the cold at a bus stop at midnight:45.
And, sometimes, oddly enough, people who have a bedroom window which overlooks the bus stop are trying to sleep at that time.
Not very successfully though.
Thus, VUBOQ is a tad cranky this morning. I'm sure it will only get worse as the day progresses. I am such a joy to be around. Really.
Love me. Love my crankiness.
Mid-Morning UPDATE: I've been asked to choose my favorite blog post. I've been scrolling through my archives all morning, and, what can I say?
THEY ARE ALL MY FAVORITE. I love me. I crack me up.
So, I am leaving it up to you, my minions. What is your favorite vuboq post?