I Just Can't Walk Away

*cackles* My new American Girl doll arrived yesterday. This morning I got my shipping confirmation email from the AG site. Fantastical! Speaking of which, Ruthie... will grow on me. I'd forgotten that the dolls are kind of hit or miss-then-grow-like-fungus. And you will never fall for your own. :p

But she's cute and not too similar to Sam, which I was worried about. However, the real love kicked in when I read her book. *cuddles Ruthie* You're so sweet! So huggable! And... I'm really not loving Kit. She tolerates your fairy-tale loving ways? Uncool! I would more than tolerate, I would... um, well, probably create new ones. Duh.

*dances* I found my smidge of story for NaNo. Oh yes. However, I do not trust myself not to lose it, particularly since I ripped it out of the notebook it was in [it was Mom's otherwise I'd have just left it there.] so... up here it'll go for safe keeping and easy tweak-ability, considering it was written when I'd had no sleep for ages, and was busy trying to kill spiders. The fumes! The rage! The sleep deprivation:

( If that didn't lure me in for next time, nothing will. )

Sleepy.