I predicted this just yesterday. Apparently Carrington wrote twelve--that's 12!!--blog posts in the last few days, but didn't put them up. Instead, she used the sneaky post-dating option Blogger has to set them to post at a certain date and time. Well, the certain date would be today, and the certain time would be within two or three minutes of each other in the last hours of the last day of July.
Technically, we didn't say how or when we would post our entries. Technically, she won the contest by posting more entries in July than I did. Technically.
But I just want you all to know that I feel very betrayed by her sneakiness.
I'll probably still buy her a cup of coffee.
But I don't have to like it.
Oh, and Carrington? Maybe your explosive problems are karma for your CHEATING SNEAKING WAYS.
(But I'm such a big person that I still love you, and I'm still glad we did this. But if/when we go have coffee and write on Monday, you might have to be seen with me in full Tudor regalia because the other girls in writers' group wanted to see my costume. So THERE!)