The Superbowl was yesterday, and we could talk about that — because, man, Denver got trounced — but honestly, I’d much rather talk about ME. That is to say, I have news that some of you ( i.e., Facebook friends) are already aware of: I sold my short story, “Such Lovely Teeth, Such Big Teeth,” to Strange Horizons. Barring any scheduling changes or unforeseen complications, it should be up on their website and available to read in early March.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I think I’ll leave for a quick snack and some happy dancing.
My Geek Blasphemy 
*joins the happy-dancing*
*also does a congratulatory happy dance, and quietly thanks God neither of you can see her because she really can’t dance*
This seems to be happening more and more often, so yay.
Ha. I also prefer my happy dancing in private, as it’s generally a bouncy affair that mostly consists of me trying not to lose my balance or trip over any errant pieces of furniture while I spaz out like a crack addict.