I'm Emmy. I'm well-intentioned but a little slow on the uptake. Child of the barricade, Sleepyhead, Hufflepuff, hobbit-hole-dweller, secret musical star. My best friend is a goddess and a Water Steed. Fantasy is my jam. I'm currently writing a novel called Skybringer and have a blog devoted to it (see link above), but I'll talk about it a lot here. I also draw many, many pictures of people's heads with lyrics floating around them. I get excited about life, the universe, and everything and will yell about it frequently. Please, make yourself at home, and feel free to give a yell.
So I’ve worked a lot this weekend and I’m very tired but I don’t think I realized how delirious that made me til this moment.
I decided to treat myself to my piece of pecan pie I made last weekend for my father’s birthday a la mode (which I recently learned meant with ice cream). So as I’m scooping the ice cream I remember that thing that the sheriff in the show Sleepy Hollow said about ice cream and pie. Or more accurately, I remember he said something about ice cream melting and pie so I was trying to quote it to myself but then I just ending up just sorta going like ‘ranablahdablanablah PIE and then the BEHIND YA SOMETHING’S COMIN TURNS TO SOUP’. Then I just shouted pie and soup a couple times for good measure.
I really need some sleep.