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Watching a guy black out in broad daylight is kind of odd. Especially when he doesn't get hit by anything.

Unless, of course, you count the ground as a thing.

The story goes:

I am out on a mini-adventure when I see this guy walking down the sidewalk opposite of me. I've seen him around the neighborhood. He's 40-ish, not all there in terms of...
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Out of the left field:

I had a date last night. First one in months and I totally didn't expect it.

Fantastic. Everything went as well as I could have hoped.

Is it bad that I can already think of a thousand ways it wont work out?

- The Cynic Within.

A rough day ends with a lost bottle of Xanax.

There is a reason why I always order draft beer at a bar. Whenever I am handed a bottle, within minutes the label has been ripped off the bottle and shredded into a million little pieces.

Yes, I know what you're thinking.

Here's a clip of the conversation:

Kim - You know what they say about people who peel labels off of bottles like that?...
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November hasn't exactly been a bucket of laughs. I spent a majority of the time giving a fuck-all attitude to 90% of the things I'm supposed to care about in order to finish the Boy Scout story. And, after four years of writing, edits, rewrites, throw outs and deadlines, I can say it is finially completed and sent in for final consideration.

I took the...
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I can't stand holidays.

Any of them.

Tomorrow: Groceries, Printer. Then, I'm not leaving my place till Saturday.

Yes, it is the end.

So I'm writing, constantly. But that isn't anything new. What is new is that it is finally getting somewhere. "Here There'd Be Monsters" might actually get done by deadline (Dec. 1) Whodathunk?

I'm also moving. Physically. As in - I'll have to get new car insurance quotes all over again.

After a nearly month of searching, I have finally assembled the most eclectic and indestructable group of writers this city has ever seen. They will kick your ass. With words and adjectives that are longer than your. . . .

Now I can get on to other things; like the nasty novel that's due in about a month.

Well, that was interesting. . . .

I forgot how finicky and egotistical some writers can be. And to get them through an application process? I should have been a dentist, because it is like pulling teeth.

It's a Monday. My day began at 10 AM. It just ended - it is 11:49 PM.

I can not even begin to describe how surreal this day was.

My 1st boss called me while I was in a meeting with my second boss to say that I was NOT fired from the job that pays my bills. This is a relief.

My second boss...
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