All right, Doc, call it.
4:38 am, EST.
The Grass-Cutting Sword, she is finished.
Wow, I can’t really believe it. And sick all weekend, too. Allergies and flu at the same time–how festive.
I think I’ll probably have some things to say about this project, as soon as my brain reattaches.
Hurrah! I tip a congratulatory glass of the blond bubbly in your general direction for your accomplishment!
Congratulations! I tip a congratulatory mug of restorative chicken soup in your general direction for your accomplishment!
~j
Three cheers for you!!
Congratumalations, O’ Snicker-Snack.
Awright! *high five*
Congrats!
Congrats!
w000000000000000000000000000000000000000T!
(verily!)
Congrats! Now to await with much a-waiting.
Congratulations! I look forward to seeing your thoughts as soon as you reattach your brain.
w00t! huzzah!
now get better!
Woo, woo! Congrats, Lady. ^_^