“i just love the way you always call him fucker,” the TTHM said, making him the winner of the best line for the day. . . though bonnie came close with her weird west-wing speak about the alleged new snuffleupagus who always wears black. but that was a you had to be there type conversation.
also, i signed up for beautiful robert’s summer class. i feel much relieved. i kept having this weird waking-nightmare that i would wait too long and then the class would be filled and all my writer friends would be in the class and i wouldn’t. but i’ve done it. so i’m good to go.
i also grocery shopped. this was just entirely more productivity than a monday night called for. you know?
the weekend is still processing through me. i have so much to say about it, only the it’s not coming out in words only random emotions that i cannot describe.
perhaps tomorrow.
I have the cheque in a stamped envelope ready to send downstairs to the mailbox to register for “The Disch’s” class this summer. I’m with ya sista, every step of the way. Hopefully, I’ll have a short story written by then, so I won’t be one of those, “I’ve never written a short story before” type of people. I know how those types get on your nevres. =)
but you’ve written a short story, i read it this weekend. so there!