Dear Darling Ones, My intent today was to write about how much I hate being busy. I was gonna elaborate on how busy people are usually really fucking boring and how nobody wants to hear…
Posts tagged busy
is there something wrong she said, of course there is. . .
. . . you’re still alive she said. don’t worry. i’m hiding behind a mountain of work to avoid thinking about stuff.
above water
for the first time in over a week i’m starting to feel a little like my old self. the past few weeks have been merciless in their pace. workworkworkmemphisnashvilleworkworkworkworkbowlingbowling. bah! but i don’t have to…
before you can learn to do anything real
aye carumba! do you ever get that sudden mix of adrenaline and panic that’s somehow sorta terrifying and yet exhilirating all at the same time? that’s what i got now. i am going to be…
when it rains it pours
sheesh, i got from whining that i have nothing to do, to not having enough time to sit at my desk and think. wahoo! it’s a clear case of be careful what you wish for.