Serves me friggin' right 2
Jun. 12th, 2006 | 04:49 pm
where I'm at: Cruising on adrenaline
headspace: chippy as hell
noise: The The (suitable morose)
You know, I've just waved goodbye to the last of the in-laws, thinking that yeah, maybe this'll be the start of a whole new way-productive writing cycle...gotta strong story idea, got some days where I can toggle back and forth between writing about legislative assemblies for speakers of ESL and designing a Great Race map for the downtown core (so good, interesting work) when I get the Email of Doom. C'mon, don't tell me you haven't thought about it. The middle-of-the-night Death Call. My sister's address with the subject line: News about Mom.
( Email of Doom )
( Email of Doom )
