laptop. BOOYA. + July nanowrimo.

I'm really sorry about this, but I think this qualifies as an OMGWTF kind of moment. So:

OMGWTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11~~ (a few 1s and tildas thrown in for good measure, to illustrate the bad typing skills of most OMGWTFers.)

Colin got me a LAPTOP for my grad present.

Practically new.

With wireless internet.

CD, DVD, floppy drives.

And a 64 MB USB drive along with it.

So, again: OMGWTF. I really did not see that coming. I mean, sure, last night, just as I was dropping off to sleep, I thought, "Hmm, Colin hasn't given me my present. I wonder what he got me--wouldn't it be unbelievable if he got me a laptop for college?" So either I have really good instincts, or it's a coincidence.

Whatever.

So you know what I've decided? In July, I'm writing a novel. Why not? I have No Plot, No Problem: A Low-Stress, High-Velocity Guide To Writing A Novel In 30 Days, I have a $5 gift card to Caribou, and I have A FREAKING LAPTOP.

And, to top it ALL off with awesomeness, July 1st is a Friday. A very celebratory sort of day, ne?

So here's the plan. I'm taking my gift card and my laptop to Caribou on July 1, reveling in all my incredible luck, thanking Keli and Colin deeply (albeit silently) while sipping my steaming mocha (or whatever I decide to order), and then sitting there for over an hour, till my laptop gets to about 10% power, and pounding out the beginning of my July novel.

Heaven.

That's pretty much heaven, right there.

And to get into the spirit of doing something wild and crazy creative this summer, I'm going to write something atypical. No dragons. No--HUMAN CHARACTERS. Human. Maybe even something cheerful--we'll see.

*bouncybouncy* Life. Is. SO. Good. Wow.

And just because I like taking sarcastic stabs at silly people, I think a final "OMGWTF!!~ this is liek teh best thnig eva like OMG!!!1" is in order.

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She has to leave him,
That guy that everybody and yet
Nobody knows,
That guy called Prince Charming.
Because her castle’s made of
White paper and Scotch tape,
And time will rip it away
And leave no hint that it was there.

She shivers, hesitates,
Because he’s encouraging her
To cheat on her love,
To turn her back on everything
She believes in and wants to
Follow all the days of her life—
Real love over lust.

He whispers her only defense against
Time is to tear down the castle herself
And fling away her Prince’s
Paper dreams—-to end it with passion,
Rather than watch it flake away
Under time’s touch.

She shivers, hesitates,
Knows love is for the strong.
She wonders as strange lips trace her neck

Whether she’s strong enough to break away.