Friday, I was up into the wee hours of night having a random life discussion with my bestfriend from ohio on IM. I'll spare you the wondering details, but at the end we both agreed to write a finished 1st draft a novel by July 10th. We plan to prod each along, poke and instigate each other to completion. I can do that, only problem is he already had an idea. I have had numerous novel length ideas for quite sometime. fuck it, I am just thinking about it instead of doing it. That's the current and past theme of my life, A SHIFTLESS DREAMER.
The timing of this process is perfect. the number of days I am going to have off between now and then is quite uncommon for me. I'll have enough time to just spend hours and hours and hours writing.
It's time to stop playing with myself and start making sense.
The timing of this process is perfect. the number of days I am going to have off between now and then is quite uncommon for me. I'll have enough time to just spend hours and hours and hours writing.
It's time to stop playing with myself and start making sense.
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(And thank you for the compliments.
See, if you'll notice, the really charming guys didn't say, "Nice boobs, come visit!" They just said, "Come visit!"
I don't even fully understand the boob comments; my boobs haven't seen the light of day on this here website. In fact, I only have one picture on here that shows even vaguely more than my head and neck. It makes no sense. They're inviting mystery boobs to come visit--and that seems like a bad idea to me . . .