I love my brain sometimes. I stopped writing the last chapter of my book to make a clay Eliza that will now forever haunt my dreams. This is how it went.
Casey: so close. About ten more minuets and it will be finished.
Me: well then it's time to finish this book.
India: remember how you got clay for Christmas?
Me: yes.
India: want to make Eliza for like three hours.
Me: yes.
Casey: but the book.
India: but Eliza.
Casey: shut up India. We need to finish the book.
Me: *started to make Eliza*
Casey: what are you doing?
Me: making Elize.
Casey: *intensely screams*
I love my brain sometimes. I stopped writing the last chapter of my book to make a clay Eliza that will now forever haunt my dreams. This is how it went.
Casey: so close. About ten more minuets and it will be finished.
Me: well then it's time to finish this book.
India: remember how you got clay for Christmas?
Me: yes.
India: want to make Eliza for like three hours.
Me: yes.
Casey: but the book.
India: but Eliza.
Casey: shut up India. We need to finish the book.
Me: *started to make Eliza*
Casey: what are you doing?
Me: making Elize.
Casey: *intensely screams*