Dayum. It is C- to the mother fucking -OLD out there.
An update on the contest. So far there's been one entrant and he's sooooo super stoked about getting a free 8x10 print (cuz if he's stoked about bad chick-lit my head just exploded in to a million tiny little pieces) he's entered himself about 8 times already. And if it's all the same to you guys I'd prefer that he gets a run for his money. Winning by default is never fun. Cuz then you're not really winning, you're just being given something. And it's not cuz of merit, it's a pity gift. And if I was a guy the last thing I'd want is a pity gift. Plus anyone that sits at home, calling in *cough* sick to work, and entering themselves in to my contest 8 times is laughing all the way to the FREE 8x10 print bank.
So let's get some competition up in this beyotch! Rex, Keira, Steve, Welly, pLarge, Char, Raych... I'm talking to all ya'll. Not to mention all the lurkers out there. Maybe if you're a lurker and you win, I should slip a little extra sum'in sum'in in with your print? Hmmm... I'll have to think that one over.
In other news, you know what I love almost beyond life itself? Surprises. Not only do I *love* being surprised, but I also love being the Surpriser. I love it so much it really makes *my* head want to explode in to a million tiny little pieces.
Just thought I'd share.
(This last bit of information is actually totally relevant to a particular something, but since the person it's about reads this blog I can't tell you yet. At least not until after tonight when the surprise is revealed. So basically this is my way of informing you that not only does my heart skip a beat for surprises, but now I get to torture him as well. God I love the torture part.)
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You said the contest runs until Tuesday, so in the spirit of procrastination I'm going to take my time.
Only eight! No one else must be as bored as me. And no, I'm not a fan of "Chick-Lit".
I've been lucky enough to peek into your chick-lit novel *so* I have a pretty good idea of the various covers I'm endeavoring to do.
Stop the torture it's *so* dastardly evil!
Dude. you KNOW my skillz are not with the cover making but with the SHOPPING. Shopping, Sophie... You know this, man... (btw, you should so get your ass out here for the ass kicking shopping...)
Ok Raych - FIRST of all, you're one of the few who actually read a little of the book so you have more of an idea of what went on than any of the other contestants. And SECOND of all, I *know* you know how to open up Microsoft Word and slap a couple photos down. Only I know you and they won't be any photos. They'll be photos of hot, gorgeous men and kick ass boots.
Cuz you have taste like that.
Now get pillaging!