So, we are all getting married, right?
Okay, maybe that’s not was this is about.
So I spent most of my day pacing around my apartment yelling ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEE?! and turning around and yelling to my roommate that I thought this just might happen.
And apologizing to my mom for saying “the P word.”
I would just like to state, for the record, that I WAS QUOTING SOMEONE.
Also, as I quoted on my BLAAHHG today, this Lorrie Moore (Lorrie Moore is my spirit animal) (anyone know her?)(think she’s looking for some freelance work? ha?) quote has been in the back of my mind the whole time, every time I try to psych myself up and tell that scary doubtful voice in the back of my head to SHUT UP, THIS NEEDS TO HAPPEN:
The only good piece of advice I have for my students is, “Write something you’d never show your mother or father.”
But the point is, in the pursuit of truth or transcendence or at the very least a really good laugh and a nod of recognition, sometimes you just have to close your eyes and hit Send.
And I am so happy we did that and SO GRATEFUL and gobsmacked, for lack of a better word- no wait that word is AWESOME-, that you guys are out there excited about the same things we are. And that you trust us to do them justice. And oh, will we!
Anyway, I just got the most amazing e-mail from a random girl telling me a funny story about her and her boyfriend’s sex life.
Oh, this is going to be fun.