I thought the Universe would have a hard time twisting it into something that I'd regret.
I underestimated you, Universe. (A mistake I'll not make again.)
This is what happened:
I am kind of revising more than one piece right now (I promise to NOT mention revision at ALL in my next post) and a comment I received was that a particular part of a particular book needs to be funnier. That's right. FUNNIER. As in MORE HILARIOUS.
Not 5 days after I decide I need to laugh more, the Universe is telling me that I'm just not funny enough.
Oh, you cruel Guardian of the Giggle.
Universe, you win this round.
However, I am not defeated! I will rise up and....aaaauuuugggghhhh!! SPLAT!!!
Er...um...just slipped on a banana peel.
(Yeah, I know. Lame-o.)