And then you come home to find there are friends everywhere and cake and a film to watch and conversations to be had?
And then you come upstairs to find there is stuff all over your bed and floor because you were halfway between Started and Finished?
Yeah, I know those days, too.
Guys. I think I lost my bed. This is the problem with living in a cupboard.
I'm sleeping under a pile of miscellaneous crap tonight! At least I'll be warm. :P
[Crossposted from dreamwidth.]