I have written nearly 3,000 words for
spook_me tonight. I just opened a bag of Baked Sour Cream 'N Cheddar Ruffles and a can of caffeine free Pepsi, and I want to just keeping fucking writing. This cannot end well. I'm busy-busy-bee tomorrow.
At least my boss isn't in and I warned co-worker I might work 9-6 tomorrow and Wednesday?
Bonus spoiler for story: Jared makes jokes about sexually transmitted diseases and latex-related allergies in front of stodgy FBI Agent Jensen. Yay for awkward, embarrassed Jared!