Day 989: Stiiiiiill sick…

Day 989: Stiiiiiill sick…

But I did work today, and I did get my writing in, so huzzah. Yay me. I feel like poop. It’s a legit cold, y’all. It’s not messing around when it comes to sucking the life out of me. It’s another work day tomorrow, unfortunately. Hate it. Not a...
Day 988: Body Fail

Day 988: Body Fail

I had a sick day today. Uuuuuugggghhhhhhh. I thiiiiink it’s the first one of 2016. Maybe I had one or two others. And I know what this is now. I got too worked up yesterday. Too wound up, too stressed and my body was like “nope.” I could feel that...
Day 987: Plot Holes

Day 987: Plot Holes

Life is good. I’m in bed with the Ho next to me, and the Coco snuggled up by our hips as we sit up in bed, me writing this entry and Liz looking at doges in glasses on her phone. And Coops is curled up down on the floor next to me. Darth Danby chugs along,...
Day 986: blargedityblargyblog

Day 986: blargedityblargyblog

I worked. Work was werked. No, Siri, I don’t mean ‘weekend.’ Sigh… Writing was diddelly done. I also got my requisite number of trailers edited, and narrations narrated. It was a super productive day, you guys! That’s probably why...
Day 985: Beta Readers

Day 985: Beta Readers

Going rogue tonight. Living on the edge. I’m not choosing my blog “title” for the day before actually writing my entry. I know! I’m crazy! Man, today was a pretty good day, y’all. I think this marks 10 days of me doing my writing hour...