This week has had high points (I’ve made great gains in my stories and in the world-building for it) and low points (waiting to finally get paid, being too tired to work out as much as I am supposed to be doing). I’m just glad it’s almost over. I plan to get a lot of writing done.
Yeah, yeah, no new pics yet. *sticks tongue out at all who clamor for new pics*
Once I get things caught up, and by things I mean bills and such that require money, and by money I mean ONCE I FINALLY GET A DAMN PAYCHECK, I will surely feel loads better. Might even blog about lots of things I’ve felt like blogging about but haven’t (last night’s Bones episode, recent BSG, Madonna ruling all when opening the Grammy’s last night (ok, I only watched her and none of the show, but she Always Rules), my soon-to-be search for an apartment, and other various sorted and sundry Stuff).
But all that seems too tiring right now. Crawling back under my rock with carved big letters, written in the font Impact, spelling out B-R-O-K-E and A-D-J-U-N-C-T-I-N-G S-U-X on it. *grumbles to self while hunkering down to wait*