I swear, sometimes I just want to punch the universe in the face.
Too bad you can't punch him through the internet.
'Same Time, Same Place'
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I swear, sometimes I just want to punch the universe in the face.
Too bad you can't punch him through the internet.
Huh. This malaise I feel - not wanting to go outside even though it is above freezing and semi-sunny - is post holiday let-down, isn't it?
WS, it sounds like it. I'm feeling it too. I'm sad to be heading home.
Ugh, Shir. I suspect you will get a lot of that over time. But, to my way of thinking, inspiring yahoos like that to take the trouble to write to you means you are succeeding in shining a light on the problem.
Save all the asshat replies in a separate folder and use them as the control group portion of the anthology book you write next year. You will make a fortune! That'll show 'em.
I've got it too. Dreading work tomorrow.
mini-rant: 2nd day this week a full pot of my coffee was tossed down the drain. Apparently my father's been doing it because it's "in the way". The machine was moved by my visiting brother and that somehow put it on my father's radar. Now moving it back where it was isn't good enough. He's decided that if I leave a pot of coffee on the coffeemaker, it's fair game for tossing. It has nothing to do with logic. He literally said "'Cause it's my house." Which means, I guess that I'll either (a) not be having coffee (b) run up a bill going out for coffee or (c) take my coffee machine up to my room and make it up there, hoping no one objects to me having an appliance in my room. He suggested putting it in a thermos but it's a lot harder for me to clean a thermos than to clean a coffee pot. The funny thing is that he leaves his shit EVERYWHERE and drives my mom crazy. Yet suddenly he's a neat freak if it comes to an appliance on the counter?
ION, I'm getting closer to getting this bonus EP done. I'm not totally satisfied with it but I've run out of time to tinker and still have any kind of holiday promotion.
Good lord, Spidra. That's justifiable homicide, right there. Only a fool gets between a woman and her caffeine.
I'm a little less depressed. No thanks to all'a y'all, not tapdancing or nothin'. But I took a nap, and now Serenity is on.
I'm thinking I'll turn it off, though, before Book... you know. 'Cause that part's depressing.
Spidra cannot believe the continuing story of what they are putting you through.