It's Sitting On My Table
Oct. 14th, 2005 04:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mmerriamI've done nothing all day except work on my two papers for class. I'm just about ready to go barmy, and I've got miles to go. The only reason I'm not running around the neighborhood naked, swinging a sword, and screaming "I AM THE PUMPKIN KING!" at the top of my lungs is (besides modesty and good-sense) the fact that my hard copy of Gryphonwood showed up in the mail box today.
I opened the mailer and pulled out the magazine. There was my name. Yup, that's my name, right on the cover.
Weird.
Just...
Weird.
My brain refuses to reconcile the fact that the name on the cover and the person it resides in are one and the same.
I opened the mailer and pulled out the magazine. There was my name. Yup, that's my name, right on the cover.
Weird.
Just...
Weird.
My brain refuses to reconcile the fact that the name on the cover and the person it resides in are one and the same.
