making friends

I’m supposed to be writing something that’s due very soon, which means all I want to do is write the blog entry that’s been sitting in my head for a week. I’ll get this out, and then I can go over to Word and finish the outline for the new novel. I procrastinate work with other work. It’s not healthy, I’m sure, but it’s what I do. Continue reading


maybe i shouldn’t listen to the new radiohead at work

I don’t actually feel like writing an entry right now, but I’m sad. And sometimes when I’m sad it helps to write. I hate crying in my office. I shut the door, but I still have that feeling that someone is going to walk into my office at any moment and find me all sobby at my desk.

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