Petooie
Tonight it was my sworn intent to write - or more precisely start to write a new NWO character sheet. I believe I mentioned this in an earlier posting just this very afternoon.
Mission accomplished.
I started to write a character sheet. I carefully crafted the title and name, and saved the file under the correct name. I opened a couple of other files to remind me what continuity links I needed to make, and sat at the keyboard.
And then my brain slowly seeped out through my ears and I sat for ten minutes considering the life cycle of a dust bunny I'd missed under the TV.
I can't write anything productive tonight; this entry is as good as it will get. I am in full zombie mode and am retiring now to contemplate the vastness of creation and the pittance of my income and marvel at their inverse relationship.
Then I think I may just go to sleep. I am suddenly very, very tired.
Mission accomplished.
I started to write a character sheet. I carefully crafted the title and name, and saved the file under the correct name. I opened a couple of other files to remind me what continuity links I needed to make, and sat at the keyboard.
And then my brain slowly seeped out through my ears and I sat for ten minutes considering the life cycle of a dust bunny I'd missed under the TV.
I can't write anything productive tonight; this entry is as good as it will get. I am in full zombie mode and am retiring now to contemplate the vastness of creation and the pittance of my income and marvel at their inverse relationship.
Then I think I may just go to sleep. I am suddenly very, very tired.
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