I slept for almost twelve hours. It was nice.
Joseph's taking Steffie to her prom today, he's getting his tux and everything ready. This means? There will be pictures. And? I'll finally be able to take pictures of my hair.
Jilly rocks. Like seriously rocks. She wins beyond winning at plotting. I totally know what my problem with this fic has been. I haven't been thinking outside the box. I've been limiting myself far to much to "scenes" and "snippets" instead of realizing that I can do full-on stories that interconnect.
I'm actually kinda looking a little forward to this now. :D
