so now i'm not only getting spam email, but spam blog comments. that's just fabulous. thanks, dickwad. yes, i just said dickwad. because i'm twelve.
i suck because i never write. i'm attempting to work on another short story AND chapter thirteen of "voodoo" while half-watching conan. peter gallagher is kind of hot.
so by now, i'm sure most of us have seen hanson on 'cribs'. how cool is their apartment? i know they may not live there anymore, blah blah blah, but really, i loved it. i wanted to curl up on the couch with a book. i wanted to sleep in isaac's bed. i wanted to sleep in zac's bed. i wanted to play the piano. i wanted to take a bath in the huge jacuzzi in isaac's bathroom. i wanted to cook in their kitchen.
maybe if i begged, they'll let me live with them. that would be really nice.
not only did i reorganize some things around here, but i added a story. it's under the new section, "series", and it's called "call me". i alphabetized all of my writing, too, for easier viewing. or something.
molly and i are having some serious writer's block on "voodoo", but i'm going to do my damndest to write chapter thirteen tonight. i'm also working on "bananas and saltines", at cyndi's request. heh.
saw hanson. met hanson. it was fun. i have an entire entry up in my personal blog on saving-grace.net about it. so, you know. go read it if you really want to know what went down.
i saw "the notebook" tonight, and am now incredibly inspired to write. unfortunately, i am also incredibly tired. and i have to work tomorrow. perhaps the writing will happen tomorrow. that would be nice, wouldn't it?
also. molly needs to get her ass to work on chapter 13 of "voodoo". =P