It’s an astoundingly beautiful day in Dallas. The air is crisp, and the sky is blue with wispy clouds. My cat is tenderizing my thigh to tell me that she loves me. The other cat is yawning and stretching her arm as if to say, “Hey, it’s cool. I’m cool. We’re all cool, yeah?” I think this is what heaven will be like, but without the nagging voice at the back of my head telling me that I need to DO something: Write! Get dressed! Brush your teeth! Go to the gym!
Meh. It’s too beautiful out to DO something. Seriously though, I have an article to write, and I’ve been putting it off for too long. It only has to be 2,000 words, and I can crank that out.
Jerry’s been in Uruguay since Sunday, and I’ve missed him terribly. However, it’s been really nice to have the apartment totally to myself. He ought to have taken lots of pretty pictures. If he didn’t, he’s gonna get a stern talkin’ to.
mmazzocco | 25-Nov-08 at 6:47 pm | Permalink
Sometimes that voice needs to shut the fuck up.
Now go finish your article.
alex | 26-Nov-08 at 7:12 am | Permalink
I started it at least.