Newsflash: Writing Actually Kills Brain Cells
Oh, motherpoo. I have that ridiculous writer's block bug where you start writing a little and then you freeze, then you start writing a little and then you freeze, and then someone has to stick a thermometer up a cat's anus (I don't know, I guess Jack Donaghy spoke through me).
Speaking of bugs, I let a spider live (despite the fact I almost killed a piece of chocolate a few days ago, thinking it was a bug) and now I suspect she (definitely a she) will end up on my lap the minute I get distracted. I just know these things, in my heart.
You guys, Kelly Clarkson has let us down. She reads Twilight. She wants an Edward. But it's fine, she did give us the future anthem of Queen Hazel the Magnificent. You don't know her pain. You just don't.
Speaking of bugs, I let a spider live (despite the fact I almost killed a piece of chocolate a few days ago, thinking it was a bug) and now I suspect she (definitely a she) will end up on my lap the minute I get distracted. I just know these things, in my heart.
You guys, Kelly Clarkson has let us down. She reads Twilight. She wants an Edward. But it's fine, she did give us the future anthem of Queen Hazel the Magnificent. You don't know her pain. You just don't.