Nothing but work, work, work
Sep. 11th, 2004 11:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
raefinlay7 days a week. That's write right, I work all the time. And somehow, this morning, I've hit endurance quota. I've been thinking of all sorts of excuses to get out of work today:
Family emergency
Car won't start
Massive diarrhea
House was quarantined by CIA
Kidnapped by aliens
What I can't do today is WRITE. And I dying to tackle ch. 10. Or maybe, I'll take a notebook to work with me today...
oh where, oh where did my little dog go... Maybe he'll run away from current name-challenged owner and find me again.
On a good note, I got to play with my baby cousin this morning. What a cutie. She said "aach" and did a lot of pooping.
Family emergency
Car won't start
Massive diarrhea
House was quarantined by CIA
Kidnapped by aliens
What I can't do today is WRITE. And I dying to tackle ch. 10. Or maybe, I'll take a notebook to work with me today...
oh where, oh where did my little dog go... Maybe he'll run away from current name-challenged owner and find me again.
On a good note, I got to play with my baby cousin this morning. What a cutie. She said "aach" and did a lot of pooping.
