No, not a really tiny shirt. The NaNoWriMo winner shirt.
I thought I missed it. After “winning” I had five days to order a shirt — until December 5th.
While hemming and hawing about what shirt to get Ennie I let the deadline slip past. I had the shirt in my shopping cart and went to lunch on Monday the 6th. When I came back to work I checked to see what alternatives were in stock for En.
The shopping cart complained that something was messed up.
The shirt was out of stock.
All that time — and no shirt to prove I did it.
Ok, so I have a two-inch stack of paper that has words that I think I wrote. I looked at it a bit last weekend to see if I could start the editing process on it. I wrote this? Most of the words I don’t even remember. I remember a few of the key scenes, but honestly I’m surprised about it.
I didn’t think I was that drunk.
Anyway… today the shirt was back in stock again. I ordered like I’ve never ordered before. Ok, I just lied. I order like that from Amazon all the time. Just ask the UPS guy.
But I have a shirt on the way — and a poster and other stuff.
I like stuff.
The poster will look nice in my office.