Stupid Tuesday
I love three-day weekends, but man…Tuesday morning. F–cking†Tuesday morning. Have a kitten. †Redacted in an attempt to be gentle to others suffering this morning.
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My dentist is awesome. Knowledgeable, careful, compassionate–he even shares a name with my wonderful gentle doctor in the Dream’verse. However, there are things that must be done, and these are not gentle things no matter how good the dentist. And when I’m home and the novocaine has worn off… I’m gonna go read a book
Don’t You Hate When…
You’ve been bashing away at something, poking and prodding and head-desking and you’re finally starting to get somewhere, and suddenly it’s bedtime? I hate that. I really, really, hate that. Like burning, I hate that. Sigh.
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Should Have Put Him in a Headlock
Warning: not-graphic discussion of women’s parts and problems below. If you can’t handle that, I’m gonna suggest you go somewhere else till you mature a little bit. If you don’t want to read, well, I said it wasn’t graphic, but whatever. It’s a big internet–take care and have a good day! So. I’m seriously getting
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Bureaucracy Bites
They’re not really out to get me. I do understand that, now. Once I would have felt personally attacked (okay, I still do. Just now I know it’s not reasonable.) Rules exist because people abuse the system. Just like my (work) school has a uniform policy because it’s harder to enforce a looser code (no,
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The Plots Are Always Greener
I hear it happens to everyone. You get neck-deep in a story, you start getting desperate–and the muses start tempting you with something else. “Hey, so sorry that tournament scene is giving you fits. How about a nice contemporary mystery instead? Or this really cool scene in this other universe you haven’t even started building
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Needed: Less Faith in an Unfaithful Brain
For a long time now, I’ve entertained friends as I cleaned by reading cryptic bits of found notes, then trying to figure out what the hell I meant. Why did I write “flux capacitor” while working on a contemporary romance? Some are mundane. “Like Shari’s, only inside.” Who is Shari, and what is like her
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