Ohh Emm Gee! How excited am I? Can you hear the squealing in my words?
Books. Novels. These mean nothing to me now because my life-long dream has been realized. My submission for the Urban Dictionary has been APPROVED!
I had come up with the word while describing the ancient sewing machine that my grandmother dug up for me a few months back. The more I thought about it, I just knew I was on to something - I just needed to pump up the "ghetto" in my definitions. Because, really? The UD world doesn't give a shit about someone's old sewing machine.
So, please gaze upon the brilliant literary musings of none other than myself. I'll be available for autographs later on today. If someone from the Pulitzer committee calls, they can speak with my agent!
And don't forget the merchandise! Oh, how I salivate over the idea of fresh merchandise. True, I don't benefit from these sales. I'd much rather you buy something from MY SHOP, but it's newly created merchandise nevertheless - so it must be celebrated. It's been an exciting morning, that's for damn sure.
I think I need to take a nap.