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Stress, stress, stress
Jan. 4th, 2006 11:31 amThe entire family overslept.
Then my hormones dictated I should tidy up the family pigsty. At least a little.
The tree in our garden is being chopped down, and it's NOISY! I hate chainsaw skreeching.
In an hour I have to make lunch. No idea what to cook.
Tina keeps interrupting my train of thought because she wants to discuss Pokemon Coliseum.
I'm still in my pjs.
I have a scifi novel to outline.
I have 1000 words to write (and I haven't even started).
At 4pm there's the last original language screening of King Kong at the local cinema.
At 8 pm our fantasy rolegaming group meets, and I'm the one supposed to master. Needless to say, inspiration hasn't struck yet.
*feebly reaches for St. John's Wort*
Then my hormones dictated I should tidy up the family pigsty. At least a little.
The tree in our garden is being chopped down, and it's NOISY! I hate chainsaw skreeching.
In an hour I have to make lunch. No idea what to cook.
Tina keeps interrupting my train of thought because she wants to discuss Pokemon Coliseum.
I'm still in my pjs.
I have a scifi novel to outline.
I have 1000 words to write (and I haven't even started).
At 4pm there's the last original language screening of King Kong at the local cinema.
At 8 pm our fantasy rolegaming group meets, and I'm the one supposed to master. Needless to say, inspiration hasn't struck yet.
*feebly reaches for St. John's Wort*
