For the last few hours (because, yes, I woke up at 7.30 this morning with the jitters) I've been trying to come up with a better way to say that I'm deliriously excited for 12:01 tonight, and I've found that really? Can't do it. All I can seem to manage is sipping nervously at my coffee, pondering the shaved lemons that are sitting on the counter and pretending like all of the schoolwork I have due during the hunt will magically disappear if I will it so.
It's like Christmas morning and my parents are demanding that I work on an essay before opening presents.
I'm SO EXCITED!