I woke up an hour late this morning.  Because I am tired.  I am very, very tired today. Yesterday tried to kick my butt.

Okay, here’s what I did in the name of progress (warning – it is not much 🙁 ):  I read through SU a couple of times, which I hadn’t read through in months.  I read over what I have written so far for HL, and made some notes.  I read my stories for class.

Here is what I want to accomplish this weekend (warning – it is a lot): Finish initial draft of HL.  Edit SU and PL.  Write essay for fiction workshop.  Brainstorm for next godawfulpoem for creative writing class.  Work on my list of graduate schools.

I also went and got the estimate done on my car yesterday.  $2500 and they still haven’t found the guy who hit me.  Speaking of which, I need to call the insurance agent today.

I was supposed to have the weekend off, but instead I’m working tonight and tomorrow night, and I’m a bit worried about what this is going to do to my work ethic.  I can’t let it interfere, it’s as simple as that.  I have a doctor’s appointment this morning, so I can’t even get rolling early.  But I’ll get stuff done.  I promise.


aspiring writer with a penchant for cheap jewelry and self-doubt.

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