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Jul. 9th, 2005 03:40 pmI decided to go for it and get the
massage. It was super expensive but worth every penny. My
guy took one look at my tattoo and declared me his favorite
client. He was pretty hot, too (but I'm 80% sure he was gay
*pout*). And now my shoulders are about 2 inches lower than they
were this morning. I could definitely see this as something that
I could get used to.
I'm being so bad in not working on my article. I just worked so long and hard on it yesterday that I don't want to even look at it today. Or any other kind of writing. I've got an idea swirling around in my head for another MirSan one-shot but the idea of writing it out... blech. And it has no real story. NO! Focus!! Article!!!
I think I ate about 10 gnats on my run today. More than one flew up my nose. Several entered via oral cavity. And I think a few may have come in through my tear ducts. I hate those invisible little bastards. But I could spin this into a positive and think of it as additional protein.
Now I'll just sit and dread a call from the Usual Suspects for going out tonight. They are so terrific and fun, but I almost always regret going out with them. Killer hangovers the next day are pretty much a foregone guarantee. Ugh. When will I learn?
I'm being so bad in not working on my article. I just worked so long and hard on it yesterday that I don't want to even look at it today. Or any other kind of writing. I've got an idea swirling around in my head for another MirSan one-shot but the idea of writing it out... blech. And it has no real story. NO! Focus!! Article!!!
I think I ate about 10 gnats on my run today. More than one flew up my nose. Several entered via oral cavity. And I think a few may have come in through my tear ducts. I hate those invisible little bastards. But I could spin this into a positive and think of it as additional protein.
Now I'll just sit and dread a call from the Usual Suspects for going out tonight. They are so terrific and fun, but I almost always regret going out with them. Killer hangovers the next day are pretty much a foregone guarantee. Ugh. When will I learn?