THE INSULT DIET PLAN: DAY 121
DAY 121: Saturday, February 6, 2010: You always like to say, “Don’t get mad, get fatty foods.”
Tonight is a night off, but I’ll be back tomorrow night. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. Too much, eh. I’ll make up for it. Promise.
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Finally the literary beast breaks. No need to make it up, you needed a break. Enjoy your weekend!
I woke up on the keyboard at some ungodly hour. Amazon has a writing contest that ends at midnight, and the minumum is 50,000 words. My edited chapters came in just about 49,600, so I had to edit and write, plus do bio and shit. Damn, Scott. I need a rubber room. My worst fear is that it’s rushed writing, but who knows? Sometimes under the gun is best, eh.
Most likely too busy digging out of several feet of snow. Like we are. Been shoveling all fucking night, just so we can still open our door. 18 inches and counting ….
Holy smokes, Shelli girl! I saw that on the news; it’s gonna just miss us here in Connecticut. I could of used a snow day for my girl to sled and play, etc., but we have a sloping driveway that kills, even with my tiny push snow blower. Don’t hurt your back, eh. Have a snowball fight, and good luck. Hope you’re all okay!
I am SO sorry! I’ve been out of my mind busy (or just out of my mind, you decide! LOL) since this post. Every day I think to myself, “gotta go read” and it just never happens. I have A LOT of catching up to do! Will comment probably sporadically until I do so. You’re at the top of my priority list now!
No Problem, Shelli! Totally understood and I’ve been out of my mind since . . . oh. It’s hard to remember cuz I’m out of my mind! I just hope you’re all good, and life is treating you okay!
I always like to say “don’t get mad get chocolate”
Ha! They say it’s a poweful aphrodisiac. I think you’re on to something NM . . .