i will never say the word procrastinate again

i had a special moment today. the director of the school where i have the little women's ensemble called me to tell me that some guy from some little city newspaper is doing and article on the school and he was going to show up at the end of rehearsal and interview some of the women. ok. this is all fine. the moment occurred when she told me not to worry, he wasn't intimidating at all. "he's like, our age and he's really nice." um. our age? i don't know how old she actually is... but she's married and she has a baby and she directs the school. our age? i think i have a little complex about admitting my adulthood. i am soon to be 28 years old. i am an adult, regardless of whether i act like one. oy.

so, no. i'm not going to write tonight. i'm going to read and sleep instead. and write tomorrow. really. i'm going to drink as much coffee as i can keep down and try to write the whole thing while on a major caffeine/sugar high. hopefully i just won't even notice. and then jenny and anney can fix it for me and i'll turn it in and it will all be over and i'll go read thing in peaceful bliss. it's a plan.

i'll never look at myself in the mirror with my eyes closed

riiiiiight. so. here i am. coffeed up. time to write that story. hm. but hey, there are some dishes in the sink! oh how i loooove to do dishes! and... um, there's some laundry i should do. and, you know, i really should have my laptop to write on so maybe i should bring that into the shop. yeah.

meh.

i'm not nearly drugged enough to work on this story, clearly. brew a second pot? i think so.

last night while mmm_cake picked out some dar and everything but the girl tunes on her guitar, i watched some 'trigger happy tv.' not a big tv watcher generally, i had never seen this before. ahaha. i don't remember the last time i laughed that much. something about that sense of humor is right up my alley, apparently. and usually i'm not a fan of public humiliation. huh.

i took that vocab quiz. 161 out of 200. i'm quite pleased. i expected much worse. and it wasn't easy.

who wants to write a story??? come on, it'll be fun. i'll give you a cookie...

alle menschen werden bruder

done done done done DONE!!!
::dance of relieved joy::

now the story is a problem for betas and i can breathe freely and enjoy tonight's buffy. AND, i can read thing!!! weeeehooooo!!!

this joy brought to you in part by cimorene111's amazing patience, good humor and mad writing skillz. ::curtsies for the princess::

on the dark side

spent the night at my parents' house and watched last week and this week's buffys back to back. ( some thoughts )

well, one beta returned already. annelarissa said some very reassuring things. phew. and now thing calls to me. it whispers my name, sings to me, phiiiiiineas! reeeeeead me, phineas. here i come, oh lovely piece of fiction!