The Nightmare Ends

Longest workshop ever.

Okay, probably not. I know I've attended longer ones.

Still... sweet bejebus this woman loved the sound of her own voice. And nothing pisses me off more than someone who feels the need to squeeze EVERY FRAKKING MINUTE out of a session AND THEN GO OVER!

I do not feel the love.

No, I do not at all.

A phone call has been made. Some sparkly unicorns may be involved.

I hope the asylum lets her talk as long as she wishes.