Adoption.
2004-11-14 5:00 p.m.
Have some testosterone.
2004-11-11 3:46 p.m.
I've been doing nothing but working on my blasted novel, desperately trying to get to 20,000 words. This week has been tough. The plot started falling apart and my strong angry heroic love interest suddenly turned in a SNAG* on me. What the fuck? So I've had to go back and do some rewrites and basically give this guy his penis back. I'm not sure what happened. At least my heroine is still interested in him sexually, which is good because if she didn't I'd lose an important plot line. I think once I get my angry wolf back into the woods he'll shape up. I brought him into the city, put him in a suit and gave him an SUV and he went all soccer mommy on me. Maybe he needs a better car. What's an uber masculine car I can give him?
* Sensitive New Age Guy
8 People have tried to sell me ViagraSix by six cell.
2004-11-09 9:28 a.m.
Important items in my cubicle:
Poster of The Rock (thanks Dave)
Kungfu hamster
Cat ears headband
Divine Blessings mist
Picture of my cats
Barfly magazine
"Another day in the office of the damned" button
The only indoor plant I haven�t managed to kill
Gym clothes
yoga mat
Tiger striped kleenex
Zora Neale Hurston mug
small drawing of a pig
glow in the dark rosary
John Willams Waterhouse prints
Magnetic Poetry calendar
Eyepatch
What unusual items are at your work station?
Oh say can you see.
2004-11-08 9:53 a.m.
A band of rabid weasels.
2004-11-08 9:49 a.m.
Tested and approved techniques for NaNoWriMo writing procrastination:
Check your e-mail obsessively.
Surf the NaNoWriMo forums and see if anyone has responded to your witty post.
Call your mother.
Call your brother.
Check your e-mail again.
Wash dishes.
Comb the cats.
Using a little bit of gel give cats mohawks.
Check e-mail.
Read for awhile.
Watch an episode of Law and Order.
Wash cats heads.
Play solitaire on laptop.
Open a bottle of syrah.
Talk to Jehovah Witnesses.
Check e-mail again.
Sit down.
Type.