“The writer stares, with glassy eyes, defies the empty page…”
everyday glory November 22nd, 2001Happy Thanksgiving!
More on that after the sun’s up.
Today was a good day, or at least it was after 2:00.
- Went to the gym. Have I mentioned just how much I enjoy leg workouts? I haven’t? Gee, I wonder why…
- Came home and performed the hygiene rituals.
- Stopped for frozen mocha goodness.
- Stopped for a Cinnabon®. *taps vein*
- Got to work and realized, after Jess had driven off, that I had left both sets of headphones in the car. Yay. Nothing to listen to until she got back there 5:30.
- This turned out to be a not-as-bad-as-I-thought thing: I was able to work through a few ideas for a story that I’ve been mulling over/working on for a while.
- Left work, came home, watched some TV and proceeded to drift off… Drew Carey was on when I nodded off, Jerry Springer *shiver* was on when I woke up. That means that I had something on the order of a two-hour nap. Great. Hopefully, I won’t be staring at the ceiling all night.
Peace.
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