Ho hum. Thrilled to tears. Blah, blah and blah. Show me the money.
Okay, I can’t do Marvin-the-depressed-robot ennui. I am thrilled to tears, bursting with pride, over the moon and extremely pleased with myself. This award is a juried competition, so nobody needs to do nothin’, except enjoy the ride as I increase the number of five-dollar words and try to banish the plague of Inaccurate Proofreading once and for all, both in anticipation of the judges’ perusal.