-chatter, chatter!!!-

So, tonight's the big night, for which I am WHOA looking forward to, and cannot wait, and even though my sweater is all wrinkly and I looked like I just rolled out of bed, I don't care, for the world doesn't revolve around my sweater. I'm going to go early and help set up and get something to eat, and will wait with quivering, wide-eyed excitement until the news is revealed. I dunno why I'm so happy to hear the news, except that I am, as it's kind of like Christmas, only you don't get to open anything, and probably all I will leave with is a few sheets of paper with Very Important Information written upon them. But still, it'll be tres wonderful to see people again...people I've wanted to see but haven't seen for whatever reason, and, and, and...umm...yeah.

*trembles*

I still haven't joined the NRA, but the paper is sitting on my kitchen table, mocking me, teasing me, telling me that I should join. Is that warped?