Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Busy busy busy busy busy.

I've been so busy writing that I'm exhausted. I've been in meetings for Something-Awesome-That-I-Can't-Openly-Discuss-Yet, polishing up my proposal and query letter, waiting for a new contract and trying not to fall asleep at my "real" job which is sucking the life out of me.

I just want to wake up and write.

That's all. Perfect job for me.

All this other going to the office and getting yelled at sucks balls and I'm sick of it. Bah.

But good things are happening! Soon enough, I suppose.

Now, someone bring me some sesame chicken and a nap.


Bartski said...

Yeah, well I just want to wake up and rub one out. And then look at pron all day. But you don't see me whining about it to the entire Interverse, do ya?

Whiners are never Winners.

Bitch, get in the kitchen and fix me a turkey pot pie!

Clare said...

Hmm. I could do that.

But Im going to settle on kicking your ass.

And who is whining? Simple statement: its what I want to do. And it's looking like more of a possibility every day!

LostLocalHost said...

All I ever want to is eat, nap, have sex,and fly...At the same time would be incredible.

Bartski said...

I could have said, "your statement alluding to the fact that you desire to become a professional writer is become a bit trite..." but where's the humor in that? If I say you're whining, then you're whining!

Turkey pot pie. Now!!

Clare said...


That sounds fun, minus the flying part.

Its why Im not in the mile high club, id be too busy chewing down zanax to make it any fun.