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Dude, where's my focus?
Dear Brain,
Remember that focus thing you used to be so good at? I kind of miss it. What do you say we invite it over and hang for a bit? Because, you know, it really shouldn't have taken me two hours to come up with a handful of deity names. Yeah, sure, we got one sentence revised too, but the story's 6,200 words long. That's a lot of sentences to deal with.
Love,
Me
Remember that focus thing you used to be so good at? I kind of miss it. What do you say we invite it over and hang for a bit? Because, you know, it really shouldn't have taken me two hours to come up with a handful of deity names. Yeah, sure, we got one sentence revised too, but the story's 6,200 words long. That's a lot of sentences to deal with.
Love,
Me
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That's why it just keeps moaning.
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And of course, we all know that Erica *hid* so she could sneak another popsicle.
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I will not tolerate such blasphemy on my LJ, young lady!
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And scandalous to see Erica *hanging her head*--You don't fool anyone, Ms. Psion, shocking really, how many different ways you've come up with to sneak popsicles.
Come, come, now, no need to sneak. I'll send an extra special variety over to help out with this momentary confusion--a delicious variety called 'Popsicle Proud'...tastes like unmitigated success, fulfillment, peer respect, enough money to be foolish, a surfeit of ideas, and finishes off with a dollop of high-kicking wild delight. Requires three friends to open the box, and both of your hands to eat each particular popsicle, as each one is shoulder-high and comes with their own glorious cooling stand, so they'll be no more sneaking!
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WE'VE RUINED OUR LIVES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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