Over, over, over.

The school year is over. Watch Nae dance around shouting "Not a sophomore!"

Well, okay, not really. Actually, watch me run around wibbling because I want to go to the convention in Boston, dammit.

And the one in England, too, but I am realistic.

Discworld has eaten my brain. Again. Why does this keep happening to me?

Memeness!

( Bookses, precioussss )