I Really Don’t Like My Odds

There are 42 people in the store right now who are not me.

There’s no room to walk or sit or even breathe for that matter. And now I’ve gotta make room for another tourney. And all my tables are full. And all my chairs.

I’m freaking out just a little.

3 thoughts on “I Really Don’t Like My Odds”

  1. You’re a tough girl, I bet you handled it like a champ. I’m so honored to be on your regular reads list! It’s because I love Buffy and Angel too, I know it! I don’t know how to set up a list like that, can you advise?

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  2. Cindy-Lou, email me (addy is in my profile) and I’ll send you the code. I don’t know how to make it show up in a comment, hence the deleted post above.

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  3. I am totally missing a chromosome. Or I have an extra one, I don’t really know which. I can’t get it to work, damn it! I’m going to try it again. I have no patience. Wish me luck.

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