We're almost at the end and I literally am having too many thoughts and feelings about too many things to pick one to write about.
I'm in the middle of intense Cold Days fangirling feels (I'm totally renaming the Dresden Files to the Dresden Feels in my head, thank you very much).
Anticipating both Hobbit and Les Mis feels of intensity.
Writing out my The Dark Knight Rises feels.
Watching history shows that basically end like this: and then the Muslims came along and invented all the cool stuff. The end. Also algebra. So that kind of balances it all out.
No. Seriously. A Muslim physician came up with an idea for human flight before Da Vinci. You don't learn about that stuff in school, do you? Nope.
I want to start like a book club but I have no way to organize it and I think I'd read too fast for everyone.
I want to reread the Dresden Feels and plot everything out in a chart or something and See the Meaning of the Universe.
Somewhere outside my window something is making goat noises.
I'm not going to look. Nope nope nope.