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samatethecookieYou know. There's moments where I forget why Stephen King is awesome. Then this happens: Stephen King says Stephenie Meyer can't write. Then I remember, I laugh, and all is well in my little world.
Except that I have a headache, and I have to write my own personal vagina monologue ... when I really don't want to talk about it. I get why it's important, but I'm so 'meh' about it. :/
In the meantime, I'll help make dinner and listen to the rest of the audiobook for "Boy Meets Boy" by David Levithan. It's so unbelievably corny to listen to (I just can't dig the way the narrator is telling the story from Paul's POV), but so far it's a decent story.
Except that I have a headache, and I have to write my own personal vagina monologue ... when I really don't want to talk about it. I get why it's important, but I'm so 'meh' about it. :/
In the meantime, I'll help make dinner and listen to the rest of the audiobook for "Boy Meets Boy" by David Levithan. It's so unbelievably corny to listen to (I just can't dig the way the narrator is telling the story from Paul's POV), but so far it's a decent story.
